Chapter 3: Companion AUTHOR'S NOTE: Whelp, here it is--my first time writing sex. As a self-admitted vir-diddly-irgin, I always thought it'd be hypocritical for me to write one of these. Then I came to the realization that I'm a hypocrite, so it works out. I'd be perfectly content if this were the last chapter of the story, but feedback is a fickle mistres...
I usually write fiction but I'm going to try something a bit different this time around. This will be a retelling of actual events that happened a few years ago. It was one of the wildest nights of my life, which I often fantasize about. Some of what went on has become inspiration for my stories. I'm a little nervous telling this since it was one time in my...
Julia woke up horny. They had made love the night before. And it had been incredible. Jake had spent the entire two hours pleasing her. Massaging her, kissing her, being so gentle, and concentrating wholly on her desires. It was their first weekend without the kids in over 6 months, and they weren't wasting a minute. Every time she had wanted to get wild las...
"At this point, I don't want a boyfriend," said Ann, finishing off her third glass of wine. "I just want someone to sleep with." She finished this thought with a slight smile, as if she was only realizing the truth of what she said in the exact moment that she said it. My wife and I smiled and laughed supportively. We had been hearing the disappointing tal...
Carmen heard, around the blindfold, the garage door close behind them and shivered in anticipation. The car door opened and she turned to get out. Strong arms pulled her from the back seat and lifted her up. For a moment she was afraid he would carry her across his chest, like a bride over the threshold but instead he tossed her over his shoulder and carried...
my first attempt, please be kind! * * * * * I'm not a regular club-goer, never have been and never will be. But once in a while, I get dragged out by the boys for a big social gathering, and off we go to what I'm told is one of the hippest spots in town. I don't know, I can never tell the difference between the brand new party-zone with the £10 grand speak...
Why is it that we married men always think with our dicks and not our brains? When we've got everything we want, we will happily jeopardise it all for five minutes of fun with another woman? The most ridiculous thing is that afterwards, we realise the sex is usually better at home. On a quiet Saturday morning, I was sitting contently at home reading the spo...
I carried the box of magazines into the house, poured myself a glass of wine and settled down to read. I read and sipped wine from five in the afternoon until eleven-thirty and when I climbed into bed I was so hot and horny that I did something that I hadn't done in ten years - I masturbated! I was so horny from reading those stories that my pussy was on fir...
We had been talking about tease and denial of late. I don't think he truly understood until now just how much I had fantasized about someone playing with me and turning me on for so long that I would be left a dripping and desperate mess, begging for him to touch me or begging to cum. But that cat was out of the bag, and the mischievous side smile he gave wh...
Detective Allison Marshal slowly rubbed her tired blue eyes as she continued to leaf through the the current crop of applications that were on her desk. The 32 year old divorced mother of one was a detective in the narcotics division was looking for a new rookie to join her squad. Much to her chagrin, the pickings this year were very slim. She slowly got ou...