I'd like to thank Dominic42 as he was my inspiration for this submission and may our friendship continue to grow with many more ideas. * It was three in the afternoon, sitting here bored with not a thing to do, so I threw on my bathing suit, picked up my keys and headed out the door for a drive along the lakeshore. With the music blaring, I cruised along t...
Barbie Miller was very proud of her body. Here she was a sixty years old grandma and looking like a woman half of her age. There were thousands of ladies in Miami, Florida that were just as beautiful as Barbie. But her body made her something special. Barbie Miller had Long skinny legs, a small ass, a twenty-inch waist, and an enormous bosom. Forty-eight f...
The sound of fingers clacking on keyboards filled the office. I sat at my desk, blankly staring at a glowing monitor. I let out a bored sigh as I opened another pointless excel document. My long, lithe fingers clacked on the keyboard as my mind wandered. I'd been restless this entire morning. It was the same boring shit everyday. Just thinking about the mon...
After Dana bought the strap on, our sex life really picked up. That first time was something we both enjoyed tremendously, and we've continued to enjoy sex with her in the driver's seat. Recently, we vacationed at a relative's beach house for a week, and things went to a new level. I'll tell ya' all about it. The beach house is in the Florida panhandle, on...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see below). This story could appea...
Chapter Two (James's story) I had been working at the ocean for a few months to get away from the grim British winter. The cold and the rain against a grey London backdrop. The dark nights drawing in the mid-afternoon, pitch-black after 4:30 apart from the artificial electric lights of the big city. It had been time for a change. Fast-forward the clock, and...
This fairy tale was actually a ballad known as 'The Cruel Sister'. In the original one sister kills the other (by drowning in a river) over a guy that was stringing them both along. The dead sister is found by a minstrel who strings his harp with her long blonde hair. In the more gruesome version the entire harp is made of her body parts. The harp sings at t...
Holly planned on spending the day with Maria, but life got in the way and Maria had to take care of a ton of paperwork at city hall after Holly's last sex adventure. Holly didn't mind going herself but after her last visit there, the mayor of Titania issued a restraining order preventing Holly from visiting there again. Feeling her body needing some additio...
I found the passport right where Katie said I would, in the small top drawer of her chest of drawers. It was in the back, hidden by a jumble of tiny, brightly colored pieces of fabric and string -- her bikini drawer. I grabbed the passport, put it in my backpack and headed for the door. There wasn't a second to waste. Then I stopped, went back to the open d...
Special thanks to SteveWallace for help editing some of this story and offering advice to help me grow as a writer. SteveWallace also publishes on this site under TLCgiver and Romantic1. This is an edited version of the original story I posted here before. All mistakes are mine. **** Cruising down the interstate, the sun cast it's orange glow inside the...