*Edited by Redwings1202 "Hello?" "Hey Brian, it's me. Listen, are you available Saturday? "Depends. What time?" "Like the afternoon, say 2?" "Sure, I think I can manage that." "Great! I'll text my address but, listen, you can't say anything." "You know I never do." "No I mean when you get here. You can't say anything. Not a word ok?" "Wait, what...
I wrote this fairly short story before the advent of cell phones but anybody hoping for a different theme will be disappointed. ***** I arrived home from work to find my wife Diane sitting in an armchair with a woebegone expression on her face. The puffiness round her eyes told me that she had been crying, so I moved at once to comfort her, asking, "What's...
I couldn't believe it, Regina was in my face and as mad as hell which I believed to be a good thing at the time. Annie stared at her in shock as Regina asked me again what we wanted with her, her exact words were, "What in the hell do you things want with me?" I knew what I wanted with her but I don't think that she was ready to hear that any more than she w...
I'd like to thank Ken for a final proof of this. ***** It took two weeks, but Lynda was ready. The first thing that Monday morning she did exactly as Steven had asked, she made an appointment to see the US Attorney for just after five that afternoon. "I'm going to need time to set things up. When you speak to her just tell her what I asked you to, no mo...
Chapter 4: A day to remember (6.3k words, romance, size difference, bulges, teasing, dialogue) Alexia didn't only try to be more useful to her new boss but tried her hardest to succeeded in it. She worked day in and day out to repair the stairway, the interior and the floor. Even after her usual duties when the inn had closed, with Margaret often joining...
I live for the moment when I hear the catch in her throat with our first kiss. Her breathing getting heavier with each caress, touch, or stroke, of her sensitive places, I wait for those words she will say..., but not yet. Catherine Chapter 28 Catherine, You Asked About Sally "That first night at my sisters, Bob, where I asked you about Sally and how you...
***** This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. This story idea came to me from a fan who emailed me a summary of his story that is the basis of "The diaries of Jane." It's my first work based on someone else's story and I want to do it justice. But I had to take some literary liberties by changing some minor things. I'm led to believe that his...
I smiled at her, took a quick breath and dove into the pool. My hands broke the water, then I felt the cool water rush up my arms and toward my face. Instinctively my eyes closed. The water continued to engulf me. My body slowed down and I for a few moments, I floated almost weightlessly; quiet and peaceful. The air bubbles around my body slowly faded away a...
The week of denial was coming to a close and I can barely think straight. My pussy and clit ache unendingly and I feel as if a stream of wetness constantly drips from me. All I can think about is Daddy allowing me to cum. A week ago, I didn't think I'd be this desperate. It's not like I've never done denial before, but this is a different animal entirely. My...
By Maximilian Cummings I was on top of Karen, her slim legs up and over me, my penis deep in her wet, warm and slippery, but actually fairly tight, vagina. Some men complain their wives are a little too relaxed after giving birth and yearn for the more virginal glove light tightness of their original young bride. It was not something I could or would compla...