Melissa was a friend. She is in the more modern sense. Cynically speaking. I never see or hear her, none of the five senses. I heard Britain was that way. You never really see your friends. But I don't mean it that way. Wished I could see her for a long time after I made her mad. Melissa was like me in one respect. She grew up going to church. She loved her...
"Do you want to add the donation for Search & Rescue, it's only $2 extra?" asked the girl behind the counter. "Sure. Sounds like a bargain for a wilderness rescue." She grinned and printed out my fishing license. The nametag said "Megan" and the eyes said "get me out of here." She was a big-boned girl; tall, chubby in a good way, brownish hair and friendly...
Marc was shopping. For his second session with his dominatrix, he wanted to bring along new lingerie for himself, just like you should wear something different for your second date. Therefore he drove to the nearest sex shop, one of those in which you can buy dildos, porn, lube, handcuffs or...slutty lingerie. The good thing about that sex shop was, that all...
Money was hard to come by in our household. Being the oldest of four and my mom being a single mom put a real strain on our resources. Rarely did we ever have any extra money in our family to spend on things like eating out at a restaurant or going to the movies. If we wanted to do that, we had to save our own money to do it. Things were just tight. That sai...
In the middle of the night Paige Turner crept into her Father's bedroom, her teddy bear along for the walk. She had been struggling with sleep for hours. She wanted to wake Lonnie but was afraid he might get uptight. Sulking she instead went into his office and got on the computer. Even on a Sunday he needed his sleep. After an extremely eventful Saturday...
Every Friday evening is my grooming ritual, shaving away every inch of body hair that has cropped up through the week, soaking myself in a bathtub to further soften my skin, red nail polish on my fingernails and toes and finally cocoa butter lathered all over before I sleep that is a thing I do every night though. But before sleeping I message my date for to...
Lauren slowly pulled her tight t-shirt over her head and tossed it to the side. Her firm d-cup tits that had stretched the cotton of the t-shirt all day were still restrained in the white bra, but the bra was low cut and now framed a generous cleavage with innocent looking white lace. She bent over, slowly pulling her shorts down, revealing what at first app...
For the first time in my adult life, I leave the house without a bra on. It is because of your hungry devouring of my breasts last night that I now feel proud of them. I am not strapping them down or containing them under layers of underwire and nylon. They swing free and heavy under my thin t-shirt. As I enter the mall, the gush of ultra-conditioned air h...
Author's Note: My lover and I have been talking about inviting a woman into our bed. This story is my fantasy of her, and I write it for you but also for him, my very sexy, soulful lover, realcitykid. We want to make this dream a reality someday, so if you're a woman who enjoys this fantasy, come visit us on the forum and let us know at. *** "Here you go,...
[Author's Note: This is my full first story of this nature so it may not be the best but I hope you all enjoy it.] * I had been in such a mood lately, smarting off to my Daddy and just essentially being a brat. I don't know if it was from the lack of quality attention or how we've just been having sex one way lately. Once again we both had our weekend o...