Dear Michelle, I hope it's ok that I email you like this, I found your email in the company database. You're a very sexy woman, and I'm not sure if you noticed me staring at you. I mean, I couldn't help it, seeing your ass in those jeans, I couldn't help it, and your breasts wrapped up in that sweater, I wouldn't mind having a couple of hours to worship...
Okay, I am with you, there are some pretty sick fucking people out there that need to be fucking sent to jail for the sick shit they are doing or thinking about. But hey, live and let live is my motto, so let's keep looking at some fun kinky stuff. Have you gotten any story ideas yet? Come on, don't be shy, write a kinky story. Imagine the characters you can...
I sat in my desk, bored out of my mind, half assed listening to Mr. Alger lecture about God knows what. My only bit of entertainment was my buddy Darnell goofing around beside me. We have been friends since we were in elementary. People always said that we were so alike; the only difference was the fact that I was white, and he was black. Now in university...
Rolling out of bed, Melissa could only hear the sounds of her husbands' snores. This has become routine for Eric; Come home, eat, watch TV or play video games, then have 5mins of sex... enough time for him to get off and then fall asleep. the same routine, the same positions, same words over and over, day in and day out, with the same outcome Eric asleep and...
Letter 3 Saturday, hopelessly hot. For V, gone, not lost, I hope I feel so lonely, so bored, so forfeit. I will try not to say this again, in any other way. I know it is difficult to read this when you can do nothing to help me. Instead I will write about the areas I intend to explore when you come back to our bed. It seems appropriate that they be you...
I finally sleep with the smell of that new book in my face. Only about twenty pages to go when my eyes closed forcefully with the light still on, the print blankets my face. Waking up where I left off some six hours earlier the story is finished. Supposedly a novel a day keeps the shrink wrapper away, my theory in high school. No, I do not want to meet with...
The young mother scurries down the sidewalk. She is filled with anxiety for the safety of her young, and she moves quickly as the twilight gives way to night. Her world is a huge, frightening place filled with perils in every stride. She travels with silent agility towards the goal of keeping her family safe. Large brown eyes survey her environment intently...
Hi friends... My name is Alex (23 years old) and I am an engineering graduate. If you haven't read my previous story "The First Time I Touched a Boob!", please read it now because this one is its continuation. At last I reached my Uncle's house. But my mind was filled with Alice and her amazing boobs. I even wished that she was my wife, so that I could sq...
He walked through the door at his usual time to find his wife in the kitchen, so engrossed in her task that she was unaware of his presence. At first he was annoyed. He loved that she always stopped whatever she was doing to give him a hello kiss and ask about his day, but after watching her for a just a few moments, he felt something else entirely. She was...
Louis Stawski looked down listlessly into his beer and sighed at the bar counter. He took one final swig from his fourth bottle and propped himself up with his free hand, laying the bottle to rest bottom up with the other dead ones. He could cut through all that green glass as easy as a woodcutter among green elms. "Another one, barkeep," he called, raising...