25th May Slut gets the point School sort of ended in May. The year 13s were given two weeks off before our A-levels to revise. I was a diligent student and intended to use my time productively. On the last day, it was traditional for the six-formers to abandon their business suits and dress up as school children for the last day pub crawl. As an undercover...
*NOTE:* This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story. Comments and criticism are welcome. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. ***** CHAPTER ONE - The Introduction "If you have so much of sexual energy.. The built-up sexual tension is in you, you should write a sex story and publish it online. During our next meeting, you will...
"Yes... Yes... oh god yes..." The sounds coming from my beautiful wife's mouth was music to my ears. The thing she was so eagerly agreeing to was the culmination of years of fantasy for me. She was hotter at that moment than I'd seen her since early in our marriage. Our afternoon had been spent in a chat session with a young stud that had every sexual cell i...
I like watching girls play basketball. Women. High school women. Zell. Short for Zelda, so, yeah, Zell. I call her Z, which she tolerates from me but no one else. Tall, slim, graceful. Looks great shooting a layup. Women all look good shooting layups. It's like they float in the air for a second. A couple of steps, a jump, stretching and turning, a little bi...
Brad looked between the picture that Jennifer had sent and her message, over and over again. A small part of him felt utter and complete panic. As the minutes passed however, another part of him, a more rational part, took over. What was the worst that would happen? He supposed it all hinged upon who Jennifer decided to share the information with. He picke...
If there is one constant about living in Seattle, it's the never-ending rainfall. It's always cold rain mixed with some gusts of wind and leaves the overwhelming smell of wetness everywhere. I'd moved away from Seattle years ago, swearing never to return, but the sight of grey overcast still gives me nostalgia. I don't know why. I was never a very popular g...
I was sitting at the kitchen table, nervously awaiting my husband's arrival. I was a bundle of nerves. In the ten years that we had been married, I was never this worried about him coming home. I was wringing my hands, and they felt cold and clammy. My mind was going a million miles an hour, and my heart was pounding loudly in my chest. I had no idea how my...
The bedroom seemed frozen in time and eerily quiet, the buzz of urban life far below the penthouse. The morning light trickled in through the various panels of glass walls that encircled half of the room, casting shadows against the carpet floor. The room had an alluring view of the city skyline, a warm inviting day without a cloud in the sky. The room itsel...
Chapter 23: The Reckoning The return journey from the hunting lodge is long and miserable. Julia and I are kept apart, so we both face the long hours along the bumpy roads alone, left to speculate La Contessa's next move. The abrupt ending of her punishments in the olive press, and the sudden departure of her entourage for the palazzo, has provided no hint...
Welcome. This story is part of a much longer collection, but I wanted to choose the categories based on content. This has some story and buildup before the action, so not really a quickie for those looking to cum & go. Hope you enjoy. ***** Cynthia Tower tried to remember all the things her bodyguard had tried to tell her each year while she was doing her...