I don't know why but the story that I wrote titled "Braless Bike Ride" seems to be one of the stories that I get more questions about, and more requests for a sequel even though it doesn't have a very high ratings number with readers. However, I'm going to go ahead and write a sequel to this story anyway; and hope to write a few more sequels to other stories...
She had my attention from the moment I walked into the room. Her pale face dominated by wide, dark eyes; tumbled blonde hair muted by the shadows yet still glowing with its own light. She appeared mysterious and strange. I walked toward her as she moved toward me until face to face we stood watching each other. On her face was a curious blend of emotions: s...
I just finished watching the video tape I’d received in the mail today. It’s so detailed and clear, it looks like the person doing the filming was actually in the room. Along with the tape came a note. All it said was, I get the same thing or the world sees this tape on the Internet. I’ll be back in town next week, see all of you then. Well this story...
We left home at 7:30 p.m., as the temperature finally dipped below 80, a pleasant drive in the car I thought, just an hour or so. Smiling now, realizing that I should have known better, known what summer evenings do to my lover. My Heaven, I always call her that now, for heaven is where she takes me, time after time. She is so beautiful, sensual, and downr...
This is an account of a true event.... I met a woman called Kate. We talked before meeting and discovered that we both like fisting and insertions. Over three hours we did so much that we could think of. To ensure we had lots of inspiration, I went to the supermarket first and bought vegetables, bottles, candles, anything phallic shaped I could find. When...
Retta needed a bath. Luckily, there was a bathhouse nearby. I was enjoying the walk over there. My dick was swaying around half-mast, almost like a normal person. Ever since I got here - wherever here was, which I wasn't sure about - I'd ranged between 'hard' and 'aching hard'. All it took was maybe a dozen orgasms, topped off with a solid assfucking, and I...
Marga had been to Cologne before, which made it easier for us to find our way around. Rick and I weren't so interested in Gothic and Romance architecture, but we learned a lot, visiting the cathedral and much older churches, and learned that "Cologne" came from the Roman word "colonia," and saw more than enough Roman artefacts to believe it, also remembering...
'I hate the flash - not my face.' 'No problem .. just stay like that.' Taking my first pictures of her now exposed breast, the low battery warning flashing, giving my wife the chance to comment again about how things get 'too complicated.' Something like this was also a reminder that electricity from a socket has the advantage of reliability, though with th...
I've always thrived on attention. Even in my most private, intimate moments. Even when it's just me, alone in a room, circling my clit and playing with my holes, there's always someone watching in the dark corners of my mind. I want to be seen. *** As I pull into the parking lot, I can already see the front portion is full and the back isn't far behind....
The boardroom contained a six foot walnut oval table; chairs were set around it for the meeting tomorrow. A couple of up lighters had been left on giving a warm glow to the room. There were drinks set out on a side table also ready for the following morning's meeting. Once inside the room, Helen turned and pulled Tony close to her. She kissed him deeply her...