While safe-sex was practiced during the making of this fantasy, condoms and such don't make an appearance here, it is assumed that in real life, those rascals would be wrapped. The producer would also like you to know that no animals were harmed during the making of this epic. ---------- I was sitting on the super king-sized bed of the hotel room, propped...
I am a slut. That's a fact of life for me: a product of upbringing, experiences and genetics so complicated I've learned not to question it. It's just who and what I am. I'm one of those women who love sex even to the point of becoming addicted. It was one of the reasons my ex-husband Greg and I meshed so well. Greg was a voyeur, a willing cuckold and an op...
The Pleasure Trip continues I was driving the RV on I-55 in Mississippi heading towards Louisiana. We were travelling at about 60 m.p.h.. The traffic on the freeway was relatively light. Glancing at the clock, I noticed it was 11:15. We would be stopping soon at a rest area for lunch. I glanced sideways at the two attractive ladies on my right. My blue-eyed...
"Elsie, are you there?" Melinda's grating voice on the line makes me roll my eyes as I answer the phone. "Yes, Melinda, I'm here. What do you want?" I could tell my voice sounded harsh. Who else would be answering the phone? "You didn't call. Are you all right?" The way Melinda feigned concern for her girls was amazing. Her whiny coos didn't mesh with her...
There was obviously a party going on inside Apartment 212. I could hear the occasional voice cry out to someone else inside, a bottle dropped to the floor but did not break, and the techno bass was shaking the door so much that I thought the minute knocker was going to start flapping up and down. I had rung the doorbell twice, knowing it was a futile gesture...
All characters mentioned are 21 or older. ***** It was a party, or at least that is how it started out, but let me start from the beginning. The first rule of being in college is that you have to have at least one party during your entire stay. So I had invited around ten of my closest friends. It was going to be small, maybe everyone could sit back, watc...
About a month after I started my senior year in high school I got this note to see Nurse Stallings right after school. I had swim practice that day, but the note seemed pretty insistent, so I showed up at exactly 3:30. The last time I was in the nurse's office was like two years ago, when I was 16, because I twisted my ankle running. There is an outer wait...
(The following is based on a true story: my own. I have taken some literary license with regards to when things occurred and the players involved, but all of the events did take place.) * * * * * Bob drove through the wooded Seattle suburb looking for two brick pillars that he didn't want to miss. The directions to "the Club" had been detailed, but his eag...
See? I told you this part would be out by the end of August. This one is a bit more...involved in terms of getting down to the actual sex. Still just m/f, but luckily I've thrown in some masturbation, voyeurism, shower fun and butt-stuff, so enjoy that. Of course all fiction depicted here is just that. If this resembles you or anyone you know, that's purely...
I received an email from Prof. Apple the next day, asking me to come to campus early before the next class. When I showed up at his teaching lab, there was what looked like a covered body on the examination table. "Aaron, yesterday was very good. The students liked you, and you were such a good sport." "Thanks." I shrug. "I do feel as if I blindsided you...