Sahil had really been looking forward to this day! Their schedules had just not managed to synchronize for over a month now, but finally, they were going to get a chance to be alone this evening! Sahil had met Ekta a couple of months ago at a seminar. He worked as the Business Head of jewelry manufacturing Company, and Ekta happened to be a contracted desig...
It was just after midnight, Clair and her husband were spooning in bed. Clair felt Dave's hard cock in the crack of her ass. She liked the feeling of her man being close. Dave moved his arms around her body and kissed the back of her neck. His hands moved down to her breasts and manipulated her nipples hoping that she would turn around. Clair finally gave in...
Seeing that she was still a little uneasy, he gave himself another mental kick. Slow down, boy, you'll spook her. Deciding to keep the conversation light, he said laughing, "Really, I bet the Italians didn't care to much for the Irish thing." "I don't know, I never asked. He died when I was six. I didn't really know what Irish and Italian meant actually. Al...
Kaitlyn stood in her office overlooking the deserted shop below. Glancing around at the numerous lithographs of racing scenes hanging on the walls, she fondly remembered her grandfather who'd started the automotive shop before she was born. An immigrant from Dortmund, Germany, he'd come to the United States with his parents when he was just three years old....
DEATH BY EMAIL By: Hungry Guy and Romangirl This story was co-written by two authors working together. Hungry Guy wrote the part of Snuffher. Romangirl responded to his words and actions as Gabriella. After reading one of Hungry Guy's stories, Romangirl actually began writing to him, asking if he would create a story involving her as the "damsel in distres...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - In this story, we travel back to 1962 and meet Penny Parker, a prim & proper Senior at a Catholic high school, who starts having erotic feelings about her fellow classmate, Michael McCarthy, who has a reputation for being the school bad boy. Have fun, and enjoy your trip back to America in the early 60s. Check out the cultural r...
"Well here it is, everyone!" Brandon announced as we entered the hotel room. I turned on the lights. Brian and Kelley followed us in and dumped their knapsacks on the bed. Kelley stepped quietly into the bathroom and shut the door. The guys went to look the place over. Brian tore open the curtains and tentatively stuck his head out the balcony door. Brando...
The e-mail message was terse but expressed a huge range of emotions to him. It read simply: "He left me!" The pain of the note from Jane, or Janie as he'd called her in all of their correspondence was palpable, it screamed from the computer screen at him. It had been a long while, since they'd corresponded and it was rather a surprise for him to see in his...
Since my eleventh birthday Mom has insisted that I could talk to her about anything, no matter what. She promised that she would listen to what I had to say without interruption until I had said my piece. I was unsure at the start but she has always kept her promise. Once again uncertainty clouds my mind. I'm Daniel Carter, or Wash to the small group of fri...
*This is a true story about how something incredible can happen when you least expect it. Even the names have not been changed because in this case, the innocent need no protection. * It was spring 1968. My 21st birthday was coming up soon and I would be graduating from college at the end of May. At dinner one evening my mother asked me if I had given any...