Hi readers, Welcome to my story of sex. I'm an engineer 26,yrs and full of sex and desire for sex. I became sexually active when I was 14 yrs old.My friends told me how to masturbate and I started doing it.It was really enjoying. I always wanted to hav sex but could not get chance till got admission in engg. I did my engg. from MAHARASHTRA.I didn't take admi...
1. The Getaway It was almost time for their annual vacation, and Jill Masterson could hardly wait. This one would be different though. With William in college she and her husband Grant would be taking their first holiday alone in 18 years. They both loved the ocean, so the choice of an island trip was an easy one. Grant wanted there to be good boating and f...
She loved her new place and after a month of cleaning, unpacking, rearranging it was time to get that computer hooked up again! Oh how she missed her playful chats, always in a room she created, named to entice the hottest men, the most lustful, into the dirtiest chats possible. Hey, she was all grown up, no harm. She started a room and called it "rent free...
Well, some of you asked for this, so you only have yourselves to blame! Again, it's an extract from a singularly unfinished work-in-progress. There could be more to come, although there is little sex in what remains. We'll see. Give me the Man, Part two Ardan's father was just beginning his breakfast when Ardan reached the guesting house. He smiled at...
Author's Note: This story is based on a true story. I wanted to build the background for the story in this installment. Feel free to comment and give me feedback. Would love to hear from the readers. * I have always had a foot fetish. Even as a young boy, when the weather started to turn warm in New England, I would become excited as I knew that soon wome...
"Hey, El?" Will called into the bathroom as Logan was taking her time climbing out of the shower. "Yeah?" "Do you think that maybe..." he paused as he stumbled over his words, "That you could go out with me... that we could go out tonight?" She laughed, opening the bathroom door and peering her head out to look at him. "Are you asking me out on a date,...
*** This is my first story and based on true events; names were changed but everything else was kept in, even the messages. It's probably a bit long winded but I hope it's worth it! *** ***** I was determined to move on with my life. It had been my decision to finish things with my boyfriend Phil; we'd been together for five long years. It had been excit...
Elise woke to thumping on the door. And by the time she'd realised what was happening it was so silent that for a moment she wasn't sure if she'd dreamt it. But it wasn't a dream. It was the landlord. Bang bang bang. Her stomach gripped, and she subconsciously pulled her legs to her chest. Rent. Why had she chosen to live in an apartment with a landlord th...
I wouldn't have even been in the fucking laundry room downstairs if it wasn't for George fucking Bush. Or was it Bill fucking Clinton? It could be that B. fucking Obama guy's idea of taking what I knew damned good and well was MY money and giving it to the fucking fat cat bankers that caused the goddamn problem in the first place? That doesn't matter, I...
Sixteen First to wake on Sunday, Nick went to turn over towards Jan before the realisation dawned that he was not in urban Latham Wood but backwoods Penn. Eyes slanting, his hand instinctively elevated to brow height against the laser of golden sun that pierced the curtains and ran width wise through a layer of dry heat. From the adjacent bunk, roommates Ma...