Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. The author does condone consenting adults doing basically whatever they want to each other in the privacy of their own home. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. ***** I've written a few stories about kee...
It was late eighties, 1989 to be precise. I was in my final year of School of Architecture. I used to stay in a small rented house close to the university. The house belonged to a friend of my dad, so the rent was more than reasonable. I was working at a architecture firm part time and at the end of the day, I had enough money to buy books, eat and watch a m...
Something a little different. Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. John Prine: "And I dream of her always, even when I don't dream. Her name's on my tongue and her blood's in my stream." = = = = Nothing like the first day of spring to buoy your spirits. My...
"Mmm..." Anna moaned, her foot firmly being massaged while still soaking in the claw foot tub. "That feels so good." She cracked open an eye, seeing Sam submerged across from her, guilt all over his face. "Sammy, relax." She murmured, pulling her foot away. She maneuvered around so her back was against his chest, "I promise you didn't hurt me. So stop your s...
My parents invited me down to the beach house they had rented on the beachfront. Offseason, a barrier island, a state park close by, sounded too good to pass up. I was caught on up my studies (Aeronautics and Philosophy double major) for the moment. I thought it would be good to get away from school for the weekend. No Friday classes to worry about this seme...
"Oh fuck, oh shit... fuck!" Paul grunted loudly before pulling his dick out. He was cumming already. Lindsey watched as he stroked his penis. Several shots of semen flew out of his cock landing on her tight stomach. It was a good size load she thought, maybe a little more than normal. "Ohhhhh, fuck... Shit," Paul said as she stroked out the last drop. "I'...
Thanks to Todger 65 for the edit. The first thing Lynn noticed was the quiet. The silence last night was creepy, sure, but this morning, more so. No birds, was the thought, Better look in on the girls. Lynn, a creature of habit, did her morning ablutions first. She walked down the hall later, scrubbed clean, hair combed, teeth brushed; a woman who dislik...
JESSICA It's almost time. Phase I of my life is almost over. Phase II is about to begin. My feelings are mixed and intense. I just have to hold on a little longer and then it will be too late for me to back out. Phase I of my life had two parts: Pre-Ray and Post-Ray. In Pre-Ray life I was absolutely miserable. I was ugly: unmanageable mousy-brown hair, a...
Darin answered his door to find Callie there an hour early. "They let us out early for our last day before the break!" she said with a grin, coming in and hugging him. "I drove Junie home and hung out for a bit, but figured I'd come over now rather than wait. Hi, Tessa!" Over the past week, Darin and Callie had gotten used to calling Tessa by her real name...
This is the second part and conclusion to "What Would You Choose." You need to read that for "Aftermath" to make sense. I self-edited this time and used Microsoft spell and grammar check. Please forward any spelling and grammar errors to Bill Gates directly. Actually, I would love for all the readers to both score and comment on the story. Your feedback wo...