A first time effort based on real events. * There I was lying on my back, on the floor of a cheap adult bookstore. All I was wearing were 5" heels, black thighhighs, and a nipple chain. In one hand, I was jerking my throbbing shaved shaft while I was using my other hand to fuck my ass with a double headed dong. Cum was glistening on my face and chest and r...
Chapter 01: The Motel Clerk and the Wedding Present My wife, Karen and I had left immediately after work Friday evening to attend a friend's wedding in another state. The wedding was Saturday evening and the plan was to arrive late Friday night and then relax at our motel all day Saturday. Karen works as an agent for a real estate firm and I sell advertisin...
(I apologize if this takes a while to get going. I'm trying to make this a continuing story, and I've got a lot of ground to cover. Enjoy!) * Six weeks later, I found myself leaving St. Louis, and headed back toward where Rochelle lived. For almost five hours while I drove across southern Missouri, all I could do was think about Rochelle -- actually, all I...
Author's note: this story is a continuation of the story "Mr. Jackson Claims Marie," (available through my profile) but may be read on its own. Marie, a 19-year-old babysitter, has been cheating on her boyfriend with her employer, Mr. Jackson. As always, I welcome your comments! Marie was having second thoughts. Even though Mr. Jackson had given her the h...
*****Edited by Gustavca The night in the plane made some things very plain. There were not going to be any awkward moments so long after Midsummer, none of us regretted anything, we had all grown and sexually matured since and were essentially even more open than we had been. In Iceland, during Midwinter, we were all going to reap what we had sown during th...
Plot? What plot? If you're looking for romance, you're looking in the wrong story. PART 2 *** Christina turned so that only I could see her face, and she gave me rather irritated look. "What the hell happened last night?" she hissed. Did I do something wrong? She'd seemed to enjoy our sex romp. My blank face did nothing to mollify her. "You were suppose...
As told to Cockatoo, by Esmerelda Molybdenum-4 Sanchez-Smithe * * * * * Back when Chelsea Clinton was America's first openly Lesbian president, it was really fashionable to be gay (or at least bisexual) again, just like it was back in the 'zands. So for eight years, Henrietta and I happened to be in style. Now we're out-of-touch nerdzos again, because thes...
Strolling through the mall I'm greeted by an absolute smorgasbord of choice. Women of every shape, size, color and cliché surround me; I'm spoiled for choice and have a hard time settling on anything. Walking aimlessly through the mall I come across an interesting sight. In the food court there's several dozen or so women in an open space, sitting in these s...
*** Readers : Please be aware that while this series of stories will get VERY dirty/kinky, some chapters will be milder than others. The specifics of each chapter will be listed in the preface so that you will know what the story contains. Constructive comments are always welcome, especially any from women as I'm always curious if I've captured anything tha...
Gary, Mark and I watched with rapidly hardening cocks as Kathy and Diane continued to slurp each other's pussies. Diane was on her back, Kathy on top of her, in a girl-girl version of 69. The men watched, mesmerized, as the two naughty women licked gooey cunt like kittens attacking bowls of fresh cream. I was perfectly positioned to see Gary's sticky cum lea...