Warm flesh pressed into my back. The skin was silky smooth and I could feel twin hardened nubs digging into my shoulder blades. I moaned softly and scooted backwards, nuzzling into them before the dream faded. A hand caressed my hip for a moment before securing a grip and pulling my rear into a throbbing bulge. This was no dream, memories of yesterday and t...
Sober, she's a shy wallflower; drunk, she's definitely not Parts of this story are based on truth, blended with a healthy dose of fiction. ** I don't know why John decided to throw a party. He didn't usually. Well, I didn't need to know the reason, and anyway I had no choice but to go, he being my best friend and all. He'd asked me to help out at the pa...
When he awoke the next day, Roxie had left, the stain on his sheets and a faint trace of her musk the only evidence she had been there. And, he noticed, when he pulled back the covers, several of her red hairs. The euphoria he had felt as they were making love came back to him. He was smiling in spite of his lack of sleep. Looking at the clock he saw he was...
Mingling with our visitors, my sense of things got to a spinning confusion. Between the alcohol and the weed and the fuck, it was a gooood fuck, and the chess of players in my house, I felt like an old Buick doing 60mph on the freeway and the driver (who's driving?) all of a sudden throwed the transmission in reverse. My poor used pussy still had "fresh co...
This is Beth's story and how she transformed from being uptight to a hot wife. Helping on her journey is Robert, her loving husband. "Damn," Beth thought as she entered her home. "That guy had a lot of nerve looking at me!" "What is the matter honey?" asked Robert. "Oh this man stared at me as I got out of my car at the store. I knew that he was hoping...
Yashodhara had made a few friends at college, and she and Ramon were part of a small group. That week, the group made plans to hang out at some clubs dancing Friday night. And they'd all be home by 2 am after the bars closed. Everyone was happy and excited about the plan, but Ramon was even more enthusiastic. After the plans were made, he took Yashodhara asi...
This is a flash story that popped in my head as I was thinking about why the people in the Loving Wives stories rarely talk about their dissatisfaction with the status quo. I wondered what would happen if someone took the bull by the horns and actually talked about things instead of letting them fester. This is what popped out of my head. No BTB or cuckoldin...
MeMe called him Meechie so much, she had to stop and think when he told the girl behind the counter his name was Demetrius. Whatever, she bet he didn't remember her real name was Amina. When you always used a nickname, it could be hard to remember who even knew your government name. She always thought Moray was a nickname too, maybe a ghetto way of saying M...
"Asshole", Kim said quietly under her breath as she left Marshal's office and walked back to her desk. "thank you kim", said Marshal in a disinterested monotone voice after she was two steps out the door. "Inconsiderate dick!" she said, slightly louder than before but still safely out of earshot of anyone. She whipped the heavy folder down on her desk with...
Edited under the stern instruction of the wonderful shygirlwhore. As with the first part all characters mentioned are over 18. You should probably read that one first if you want to know the plot. * * * * * Carl shuffled his feet back and forth as he waited outside the classroom door, impatient, nervous and sheepish. Hunched over a few centimetres short o...