The. Worst. Blowjob. Ever. -- A Humorous Short Story This is meant to be a humorous short story, it is also told as a narrative. It's a true story from a situation that happened with my first sexual partner and girlfriend at the time. It's meant to be funny and make you laugh as well as being a cautionary tale about mixing food and sex, so take it with a gr...
We spend the day at the house, walking down to the beach area below. We take blankets and ice chests filled with food and alcohol. We relax and sunbath and go for several short swims. There is not a sole around and you tell me that you want to watch me relax nude. I remove my bathing suit and lay back down in the sun. You begin to rub some suntan oil across...
I reluctantly pulled away from Maryann early the next morning, needing to use the bathroom. I grabbed my clothes and took them to the bathroom with me, slipping into them once I was finished. Instead of going back to bed and disturbing Maryann, I headed downstairs and put on a pot of coffee. It wasn't long before the smell of fresh coffee permeated the large...
Greg and Kristy had been in the swinging scene for more than six months now, enjoying every experience as if it were their first. They awaited this month's email invite with excited anticipation. The email finally came and it was an invite to a Glory Hole Party with prizes for the best nipple sucker and cock gobbler. It sounded curious and fun, they discusse...
This story will make more sense if you read the first two parts, entitled, appropriately enough, "The Business Trip-Monday," and "The Business Trip-Tuesday." Lee had to be up early, so he let Paula skip the activities of the previous morning (although he was soooooo tempted). He spent the day doing training sessions, and didn't get done until 7, and didn't...
It's a Saturday evening, and I'm feeling feverish. I take off my heels as I enter our home, and as my mind is elsewhere, I set down my keys and purse. Maybe it was the dirty things you whispered in my ear last night. Maybe it was that we didn't get to see each other for lunch, and how the last time we did I let you take me against the kitchen sink. Sometim...
Evening descends on Kella’s compound. Our newly freed heroine and her companion are being roused to dine with Kella… “Yes, I am awake. Tell me, where can I wash?” Mor asked, blinking and stretching. “Behind the red tapestry,” The boy gestured across the room, “you will find all you need. Dinner is expected in an hour. The bells will ring one-quarter hour b...
Get Real, Big things often have little beginnings and perhaps the real start of all this adventure for Thomas was when he went to visit a friend in his country town, Albany. She was watching a documentary that Monday morning about the Porongorup hills not far from Albany. Helen was a muscular little woman with straight black hair and green eyes who had onc...
I hesitated for just a second before opening the door and entering the bar. I was in town for business and had come here many times for lunch. This was the place to be for the view and the beer. Every table was packed and the bevy of wait staff busy attending to all the tables. There wasn't one empty in the place, it was jammed. Classic rock was playing in t...
Continued from Part 4, link on my profile. Please note that Part 5 was written from the female character's point of view. ***** The announcement from the captain saying that we are about 40 minutes away from descending wakes me up and I reach over to your seat, finding it empty. You must have gone to the restroom, and I need to freshen up so I leave my se...