Merry Christmas Big Man! I apologize for the slow beginning and want to explain that this will end up as a series. This however is not the first story in the series but I wanted to get the hotter stories out first, Enjoy! ***** It was finally the night when Tristan and I planned to meet. Planned to fuck. After months of playing and sexting, making pornogr...
Chapter 3 - Pervert Pleasure Being taped up to the chair intensified my anger and restlessness. No matter how much I pulled, the tape won't come loose, and all attempts to yell had led to the tape on my lips chaffing at my skin. All this while my boyfriend and his whore had been so engrossed in each other that it seemed I did not even exist. I tried shuttin...
It's true that life can throw you some curves, but how boring would it be if it were all straight lines? No, not all curves are bad. Take, for example, Tuesday, three weeks ago! I'm leaving my appointment, walking across the entrance plaza, heading for my car, checking the clock and figuring I've got time enough on my meter to stop for a coffee, when I beco...
Sarah had moved into the apartment next door to me at the beginning of summer. I noticed right away that she was attractive and had hoped to meet her some time over the next three months. However, our schedules must have been nearly opposite of each other because I very rarely saw her and when I did it seemed like one of us was usually coming and the other o...
The two little old ladies were planning something. Natalie had joined the sorority for old ladies solely because her daughter, about to go off to college, was suddenly looking at her stretch schools as her most likely candidates and at the advice of her counselor was filling out applications to the Ivy League. At the meetings, Joan and Patty, sisters in th...
I heard the deadbolt turn as Duke locked the door behind him. It was after 1:00 AM and he not only ushered out the rest of the Friday night last call crowd but he left with them, leaving me alone with Bill. I could feel him behind me. I heard the clatter of the glasses as he cleaned up but I swear, I could feel his eyes all over me. He didn't say much with...
Note: All characters appearing in this story are above the age of 18. I was a senior in high school when the Wilkerson's across the street took in Mika, a foreign exchange student from Japan. To welcome our new neighbor, my parents invited the Wilkerson's over for dinner. I wanted absolutely no part of this dinner party, but my parents forced me to stay. A...
For some people, life is a hard. Alan is not one of these people. Alan's life hasn't really provided him with any struggle. He doesn't get to do anything he wants, but because of his overly supportive parents, he doesn't have to worry about much of anything either. Mainly, Alan's life is just blah. Alan is a 20-year-old virgin. His parents have a decent am...
The text jumps between the two POV quite a lot so have put an indication of where the new POV starts. This is purely fictional so any comparison with real people, companies or locations is purely coincidental. First submission so please provide me with feedback. *** Kelly was running late, as usual. Why did the kids choose the day they'd overslept to pour...
John was my first boyfriend at seventeen. Twenty years later we were married with two boys - me working part time and looking after them and the house and John obsessed with work. I often thought how much my life had changed and how little his had. He still went out with his mates at the weekend while I was at home. My friends were settled down and I worked...