It was Christmas Eve and Michael was driving down the freeway trying to find his turn off. His girlfriend, Raven, wanted to spend Christmas up at the cabin this year and Michael was all for it. They would be alone all weekend without any family or friends to bother them. It would be the perfect time to ask Raven to marry him. Michael has been with Raven fo...
We made our way down the busy street. We are walking down the sidewalk just off of Time Square, our fingers laced together. We see the restaurant ahead and I pull you to a stop and step to the edge of the walkway. "Hey you," as I lean in and kiss your neck, up to your jawline and then to your lips. You murmur softly and we moan into each other's mouth. I p...
"Sir Thomas Albrecht is still missing after disappearing four weeks ago from a St. Petersburg hotel." The camera cut to gritty black and white security footage. "The 42-year-old, Nobel Prize winning economist was seen returning from the evening of October 2nd and walking to the lobby elevator, but oddly, there is no footage of him leaving the hotel. He wa...
The next day after having sex in the hot tub, I wasn't sure what to expect. Tara was picked up for school like nothing had happened. I was expecting some kind of communication one way or another about the events of the previous night, but none came. I was really confused about my own feelings and was having a hard time figuring out how Felicia felt. Did I pu...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the video games, characters, developers etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. Fea...
Chapter 3 of 4 about how my wife, Jill, revealed more about herself than I ever imagined. If you haven't read Chapters 1 & 2, I urge you to read them first. This chapter will make much more sense. I hope you enjoy our story. * Jill, Joy, & I gathered up the half-finished bottles of champagne and wine and put them on the tray that Becky had thoughtf...
"I'll let you know soon," Tom said as diplomatically as he could while he zipped up his pants, anxious to get out the door without committing to anything. The middle-aged hausfrau unhurriedly toweled off her hair and refastened her bra, scooping up her drooping breasts and loading them back into the massive cups. "Let me know?" she said with a frown. "You...
Intro This begins immediately where my previous story "A Night on the Town" ends. I suggest reading that and "Believe it or Not" before this one as you get a lot of backstory on the characters. Prologue Elizabeth text Jayne and told her about the night before. The comedy show, the napkin, her escapades with Stuart - just typing out what happened made her...
I start on your shoulders. My expert hands, strong and agile, kneading your muscles back and forth. Knots roll beneath my hands begging to be worked on, screaming to be torn apart. But that is not my intention and they must wait for relief. Pain has no place in what I have intended for you. I let my hands drift down your back, thumbs tracing your spine, fing...
We sit in a booth in a busy fast food restaurant, I'm sure you know the type, cheap food, cheap décor and full of screaming children, rowdy teenagers and drunken tramps all thrown in together. The booth is on the back wall, two padded bench seats facing each other and a table in the middle. We share a bench, you leaning up against the wall and me on your r...