Hello everyone this is suraj. I thought of penning this real encounter again because I received enormous responses liking my story. So I'm going to narrate this real story again and hope you all like it. The story goes like this after I completed my study in Delhi and I was coming home. It has been years since I did not come home and when I knocked at the g...
My name is Cheryl and it has been several months since I wrote a story on here, mostly because not much has happened. I am a happily married woman of my mid-forties with a figure of 38-28-37. I am 5'2" tall and weigh 120 pounds with brown eyes and light brown hair. My husband and I have been swingers for about ten years now and have tried almost everything....
It had been a long day at work. Everybody was ragging my ass about one thing or another. The boss was being his usual jerky self. I was watching the clock waiting for the day to end, go home, have some dinner and veg out, maybe watch a movie. The afternoon drug on and things had slowed down. I had called my wife and talked to her for a few minutes. I told h...
( My story for the contest reached a point where I thought it deserved a better editor than myself. I have left it in the hands of a person I know, I can only hope she will have the time to get it back to me before the contest ends. Maybe she will. I wrote this for fun and hope it can bring a bit of winter cheer to any that read it. Enjoy and happy holidays....
Laura Smithson had been a teacher at Parkwood High since she was fresh out of teacher's college at 26. Four years later she had blossomed into a well respected member of the faulty known for her dedication to Parkwood's sports culture as much as to the curriculum she taught. As one of the few teachers at Parkwood High under the age of 35 she was also consid...
There are some definite virtues in having the spare key to your ex-girlfriend's studio apartment. Chief among them is walking in on her when she's in the middle of fucking herself with a large rubber cock. Liz was laying on a big old bed she'd gotten after we split up. Since she had no money, I figure she must have fucked someone to get it and I knew he'd...
Tammy sat on her bed crying softly. Another month had passed since her boyfriend had died. It was a tragic car accident that had left her alone and depressed. Every passing day seemed to pull her deeper into despair. She was left to a life of loneliness and misery. The car accident had not only killed her boyfriend, but it had left Tammy's face disfigured....
Cherry giggled quietly as she watched the pool boy struggle in her mother's invisible bonds. He was being disciplined again for some probably imagined slight or mistake her mother cooked up. The boy was eighteen, but was tall and rippling with muscle, clearly making an effort to build up his body. Her mother, on the other hand, was a petite woman with a slig...
Danny woke up with the hangover from hell. His head throbbed to the beating of his heart. The party last night.... He searched his memory. There was no memory of a party, just him, his wife Darla, and her older sister Carol. They had been drinking homemade frozen daiquiris and playing cards. Something about strip poker made a dim appearance in the back of hi...
I stretched and laid my left arm around her body. Her breathing slowed down and a content sigh came over her lips. "Hi there," I whispered, as I moved closer. Her soft hair brushed against my face and I inhaled the flowery scent of her shampoo. "Hello, Master," she whispered back and wiggled against me. Her warm skin helped me relax and I slowly slid...