Hey guys. Remember, this is a work of fiction, blah, blah, blah…you know the drill. I hope you enjoy this story. Please respond to it if you read it, whether you liked it or not. Let me know what you think. I love to hear feedback of all kinds. I couldn’t believe it. Here I was about to walk into her trailer. I was speechless. My heart was pounding; I was p...
When Ashley first came back from the rifle range and told me she had been hit on by another woman, we giggled about it. I teased her about her desirability – how could anyone look at her and not fall for her immediately, I never understood – and she just blushed and brushed it off as usual. It wasn't surprising at all that an ex-military gun aficionado bull...
This is my first attempt at submitting a story; I must confess that due to a poor imagination this story is of necessity based on a true life experience. The voyueristic highlight of my career, more like a hobby than a career, occurred a few weeks ago at a nudist resort in Flordia. My wife and I decided to spend a few days in the sun, for the first time we...
Paul's ethereal fingers sifted through the curly red hair as the warm, wet mouth eagerly fellated his straining cock. Saliva dribbled onto the feminine fingers that firmly held the base of his hardon. His hips stabbed upwards into the inviting sensation and Paul awoke perfectly in the middle of a wet dream. His manhood tickled against the smooth sheets, the...
As they drove home from the cricket ground Stacy and Helen discussed Dave. “My god he is well hung for a lad,” Helen observed, as Stacy tried to make herself respectable. “Stop talking about him, for Christ’s sake. I’ve got to look OK before we get to your place, I don’t want my old man to get suspicious,” Stacy cried. Much later after showering and chan...
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And one thing I had come to want out of life was making love to my sweet Moxie. It was amazing how much life had changed – how much I had changed – since I had found her. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought about finding a woman to love – and who would love me – like Moxie and I did. Oh, sure, I'd dreamed about finding a woman to fuck often but I didn't...
Disclaimer: I have tried to make sure my historical information is correct and I'd like to think I haven't offended any Native Americans peoples with the telling of this tale. I am 1/8th Cherokee and am proud of that heritage. I'm not trying to show any Native Americans in a bad light... that is not my intention. Author's Note: The English-Cheyenne word tra...
rutger5 (An original story - copyright 2011) Story contains blackmail, reluctance, and coercion. (Plus fictional sex.) * The warm water cascaded down Kristina's back before falling to the floor of the shower and flowing to the drain. She sighed from the pleasant feeling of being enveloped in a steamy cloud of wet warmth. Her flaming hair was piled high on...
For a week or two, I either avoided or was not approached by anyone for sex. I was not sure why id did this, or maybe I may had lost my charm, I didn't know. Nearly two weeks after my Holly and Jenny encounter, I got an invite to an end of term disco, at Anna's local town hall. After some confidence building I asked Helen to go with me, and on the night we...