Editor's Note: "Who Dat Girl?" is the story about our recent trip to New Orleans. In parts 1 & 2, husband and wife — David and Tia — get frisky on the plane to New Orleans and attract the attention of two hot co-eds. The four decide to check out the French Quarter together, and after an evening of getting to know each other, they all head back to the hotel t...
Once upon a time there was a quiet young woman who liked to ride horses, named Leora. Leora lived in a mountain-perched village in which all the men had gone to war, so the whole town was filled with bustling, busy, bossy women. Leora often felt like hiding away from all those women and their confident directives, so she went to the forest beyond the village...
They all chuckle. The one on the toilet says: "You can wash me too - hehe! - now that I know that you can." He does, now with no reservations. She doesn't wash him, but then soaps her hand and also rubs him there. The other one has found a third towel for him, and they all dry themselves, grinning and snickering as they watch each other make a demonstrati...
This is a slow burn (as many first-time stories are). It will take a while to "move through the gears", sexually, over a number of pages and chapters. It also spends time on background and character development. If that is not for you, give it a swerve, or get straight to the sexual parts. But, if you like a little back story, I hope you'll enjoy it. I'd kn...
This is my first published story and isn't in a genre I have much interest in. I wasn't able to find a beta reader or editor on the forum to help me, so I welcome any constructive criticism and advice in a private message. ********** Ashley tapped the keyboard with her long, red nails and slid the mouse out of the way as she stood up. She watched the scre...
The car swung into the driveway, its lights shining through the driving rain onto the isolated beach house. "That's it!" Allison said. "Hopefully Margaret's still here," Henry said. Henry pulled the car right to the front steps. They grabbed their stuff from the back seat and braced for the downpour. "Ready?" Henry asked. "Been ready for a long tim...
Once again Doug is leaving Paris. For good this time. At least at home he had Renee, but shit there was Mandy, too. How could his nice peaceful life have turned into a soap opera? But first he had to straighten out the Renee-Mandy thing. Chapter 10 Forgetting Paris I stared out the window during the flight home. It was harder and harder to leave Paris. I...
The maiden Lena looked out the window as the fires in the hills burned brightly, there on wooden stakes were numerous bodies impaled grotesquely. They were the defeated final defense of the small kingdom that had been protected for seven hundred years by the Royal Legion until a new army came forward out of the dark mountains of Kalzard, an foul and dark mys...
Sam could not believe what was happening, I had never given him a blow job in the twenty-six years we were together. His knees got week and he slipped to the floor, as he slipped down, I never let go of his stiff cock. In no time he told me he was about to cum; I just continued giving him the blowjob of a lifetime. We have not had sex for some time, but Sam...
This story is not intended for children and if you are not old enough to read sexually explicit material, go away. This story features some elements of female domination (femdom), teasing & denial, chastity training, mild bondage, creampies, cuckolding cross-dressing and a few other fantasies of mine. I hope you find it entertaining, but if you might be offe...