During the 5-mile ride back to Allison & Rachel’s hotel room my mind was chocked full of anticipation of things to come. We arranged that I would follow them in my car to their hotel. On the ride there I had to roll down the windows for some air because I felt as though the temperature in the car in and in my pants was a thousand degrees. As I watched the...
Author's note: This is the continuation of the fourth in a series of stories about me and my wife Lisa. If you haven't already, please read part one and especially the Author's note with that part. Thank you Now on to the story: This story is protected by copyright, by Peter, the author, and cannot be reposted or used for any purpose without his prior...
April was a bitchy debutante, a spoiled black haired skinny fashion diva with a bit of a deviant side and a qualified hatred for men. She had really gone to town with her daddy's money since the Emergency Depression Recovery laws of 2045 made reclaiming bankrupt citizens as slaves legal. Of course April still needed her ego stroked so she'd cruise the clubs...
Fenton was blinded by the brilliant sunshine as the lid was lifted on his dark world in the car. Clara grinned, eager to exact rules and punishments on her new toy. Once again, naked and with stiff erection, he was walked on all fours almost the entire distance of Clara's drive. Her pussy moist and bulging with sweet arousal in her soiled panties as she stru...
This is true story that was pasted to me by a women "friend" while we were lying in bed after making love. It was in response to a question I asked her about any interesting experiences she had had and could share with me. Her husband is not aware of this event or the times that we have shared together. My daughter and I have always been best of friends; ev...
Prologue Friday's orgasm, or orgasms to be more truthful, was more intense and longer than any she had experienced in a very long time. It took her a long time to recover her composure. Maybe it was the evening's sex-fest or maybe it was being tied to a couch, naked, and blindfolded. No matter the reason, Friday enjoyed the outcome immensely. Friday felt t...
Traci shakes her head, spraying sweet perspiration over the couch. “No, Never. This was my first time. My first fuck was horrible, but this was fantastic. How about you, Karla? How many young girls have you had?” Karla blushes and admits, “This is my first time, too. But it won’t be my last. Don’t get me wrong. Fucking my husband is wonderful, but t...
*WARNING -- PLEASE READ FIRST This is a story set in the American South during the period of slavery. It is an accurate depiction of the period. As such, racism, racial slurs and racist attitudes are included as key elements of some characters. If you are not comfortable with the topic of slavery, racial supremacy/subordination, or even seeing the "n" word...
Disclaimer: This fictional story does not have a long build up and is not a long story. -- "We'll talk after the game, okay?" Derek Jeter said to his fuming girlfriend. "Fine, as long as you change your fucking attitude before then!" Minka Kelly shouted back as she stormed away. Minka's jealousy of the scores of women that worshiped her boyfriend had re...
This was unexpected. Maybe I should've seen this coming. We have been spicing our sex lives up considerably, and have been role-playing progressively more. The joy, and the renewed appreciation for each other, convinced us that we were doing the right thing. Indeed, the reason that I am in this room -- in this position -- is because of our joint appreciati...