"Are you just going to continue peeping at my girlfriends and I, or are you going to come over soon to eat our pussies?" At least Krystal was smiling as she confronted me. She had moved in next door in the middle of winter, so we had never properly met. She was thirtyish, blond, athletic, apparently a nurse, or so said one of the neighbourhood gossips. A l...
Evening had fallen over Breastford. Coach Dick noticed that there weren't any cars in the parking lot as he made his way into the school. He took the gym entrance, and made sure to leave the door unlocked. As he made his way across the gym to his office he contemplated how things would play out in the near future. There was still much he needed to ascertain,...
Hey Everyone! Sorry that this took a while, I just wanted to try other projects. Speaking of which, this is going to be the last one in the series, just because I want to put a period on it for a while. Maybe I'll work on it again someday, but no time soon. So since this is the last one, I'm gonna try and go ham on this one. Sorry if this news is disappointi...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. * * * * * "Okay, Skaycee. It's time for bed, sweetie." Amber said. u: "I don't wanna go to bed!" Skaycee, of course, was actually the twin 18-year-old daughters of my closest friend. I had been browsing random videos on my tablet and watching them on the tv. I'd shown Skaycee the occasional video in between g...
Writer's Note: I first submitted this story using a different name than the title. It is based on actual events. * The first time I laid eyes on Melissa, I was walking down a sidewalk after school with her younger brother, my best friend Doug. The fall day was sunny and warm, I was 16 and happily enjoying a little freedom before meeting my mom at her offi...
Heads-up: it's Smokey BDSM time again. Clearly, you've clicked to read, and so—fair warning: this is intense. You've seen a number of elements like this in earlier stories of mine. But as always, the core story and plot are unique. Some of you will love it, some will not. And in both camps, you know who you are. Either way, this story is dedicated to anyone...
Smokey Saga #53: "How To Punish A Vindictive Boss" *** First, not a ton of sex here—sorry about that—but a nice hot scene towards the end. More LesBDSM, although this is a CFFMNF setup (two clothed Fs, one clothed M, one naked F), but the sexual action is all girl-on-girl. You could call this "Horrible Bosses 3" or "Swimming With Sharks 2" (actually, thi...
Peter Parker's apartment had schizophrenia. It wasn't his fault. Not that he'd done much to treat it, his sense of interior decorating having been stillborn. It was that his two roommates had such domineering personalities, yet divergent tastes—they clashed with each other so much, it was no wonder they were dating. Mary Jane Watson was an aspiring Broadway...
A normal husband wouldn't just sit there as a cocky college junior grabbed his wife's hair and roughly lowered her mouth to his rock hard cock. A normal husband wouldn't have an erection, oozing with pre-cum, watching said fellatio take place. A normal husband would not sit back as said college junior wrote words on his wife's body. Words like 'slut,' and...
I heard a knock on my office window. By late fall night comes early and outside it was pitch black. I could hear young voices laughing and, putting my hands up next to the glass to reduce the glare, I could recognize teenagers in their cross-country outfits. It was my son, James, and some other runners from his High School. "Dad, can you let us in, we want...