Chapter 2 -- What happened next Thanks to all of you who read Chapter 1, and particularly to those of you who took the trouble to send feedback. Whether you were supportive or not is not the point as I appreciate all of your comments. The problem with trying to write a true story is that it doesn't always contain all the elements that we all want. I could h...
I have a very dear friend that knows all my secrets. We have been friends since childhood and shared a lot of awakenings together. We're the same age by a couple of months and it was Angel who usually initiated most of our games. We went from, show me yours and I'll show you mine to I'll touch yours, if you touch mine in the summer of our tenth year. Angel a...
Rose stood in the kitchen, a smile on her lips, as she listened to Ian and Nick argue in the living room. "Bullshit!" Ian said, his voice dripping with mock scorn. "Dude, we've played high school football together. I've seen your cock in the showers. There's no fucking way that you can cum more'n me!" "Fuck you!" Nick said. "Just 'cause your dick's bigger...
"Hi." Startled, I looked up from the computer. I wasn't sure if I was more shocked at hearing his voice, or hearing anyone's voice in the lonely office. "Hey there. Coming into work on your day off... are you crazy or really dedicated?" He smiled shyly. "Just forgot something at my desk." "Oh yeah?" "Yeah. What are you up to?" "Working on these damn TP...
Note: This is a story I wrote many, many years ago. I've cleaned up the spelling and grammar, but otherwise left it as it was. * One warm evening in the late spring before our final exams, the first we'd be taking since turning eighteen, when I was round at my half-Japanese girlfriend Lucy's after school, she was about to pull my trousers down to give me a...
Awaking the next morning, I felt like I was in heaven. Gabrielle was snuggled up to my chest, her feminine arms wrapped tightly around mine. I stroked her cheek with my free hand and smile as she mumbled in her sleep, something about me and shampoo. I chuckle softly as I hear this before sliding my hand down her back and over her smooth ass. She moans sof...
Copyright 2010 Christopher D. B. Lana's was packed tonight. A large club that sometimes hosted nationally known bands, Jake had been concerned that despite a strong following, his band wouldn't be able to fill the place. He was also pleased at the number of hot ladies on the dance floor, dressed to impress showing lots of cleavage, and legs nicely displayed...
I knowingly admit I am a sex addict. I like to be fucked and used over and over again. Having someone own me, to use me whenever they want to makes me feel that my nymphomaniac ways are of some use. I have always dreamed of being a whore. A hooker standing at the corner waiting for a man to pick her. To think she is good enough to fuck. I would write about i...
She had lost all track of time while she sat there. There was no sound in the empty room except her breathing echoing off the bare walls and hardwood floor. The furniture had not yet been delivered. She could still smell the new floor varnish, refinished the day before they moved in. It gave her a slight headache, but the room was large enough that there wa...
Maggie was no spring chicken but she knew how to fuck and where to get one. Anytime. Her big office desk stretched out in front of her, she had chosen this one specifically so her legs were out of sight; this allowed her to masturbate without detection, as the big boss would usually enter the room without knocking. A good and productive week, she closed al...