(This is the sequel to "Need to taste others" and " I also join in the fun".) (NOTE: One feedback on my story 'Need to test others', states that only a sick mind can write such a story in the Indian context. May be he is right. May be all Indians browsing this site have sick minds. But then how do you define a sick mind? Instead of committing sexual and oth...
I was able to find a flight out of Boston to Nashville. Due to Cindy's car flooding out in Boston and our tow, I missed my flight. I now had about four hours to kill in Boston. That was OK. It gave me a chance to dry my clothes, get a good meal, and drink a beer while I thought about the weekends events. I arrived in Nashville late. I was tired. Fortunatel...
He stared up in rapt attention as she straddled him. Her knees pressing down with painful brutality on his shoulders, pinning him in place. That pain though was the furthest thing from his mind. All he could see was her perfect pussy inches above his face. Lips shaved bare, trimmed pubic hair framing her perfect pussy there displayed for him. After 6 months...
With school out, Kim needs to find a job. As she wades through numerous job listing her mind begins to wander. Recalling the new found excitement of what cumming feels like, how great it is, and just how much more she wants the real thing. She knows a few guys that she believes to be sexy, none of which feel the same about her,or at least she doesn't think s...
Valentine's Day weekend and I should be taking my girlfriend out for dinner, dancing and possibly a hot evening of sensual sex. But, as luck would have it, I lie here in a hospital bed, bored to tears, watching talk shows and thinking of ways to escape; that is, until she walked in. My timely nurse, just making her rounds for the evening, was an exceptionall...
This is my third story, thanks Sexychik69 without who's help you would not be reading any stories from me. My name is Glenn and by now you may have read my first two stories. What follows is in fact part two of Chapter 2. My hand gently rubbed Caroline's right shoulder and ran my fingers through her long black hair. I looked deeply into her eyes as we both...
Why would I touch that little dick of yours? Don't get me wrong – I think it's adorable and I do love playing with it, but why would I touch it the way I would handle a real cock? When I was a little girl I had all kinds of cute little stuffed animals – bears, lions and tigers mostly. But, of course, I grew up to appreciate the difference between those toys...
Author's note: No sex, more build-up. Do you hate me yet? Chapter 2: The Worker's Paradise Work. The eternal bane of my existence. I am convinced that I was born not to work. I watch people slip in and out of the store, making the most of their lunch breaks. How can these people live like this? This is the most unnatural life. Speaking of unnatural life, T...
Eight inches of old snow blanketed the ground and with temperatures in the mid-teens, a gusting wind and overcast sky, it had the makings of being a real whirling son-of-a-bitch of a day. Being only 54 and retired had a hell of a lot going for it in my mind. For one thing, I wouldn't be out there hooking poles and repairing downed lines. For another, someti...
Incongruous trap-star scientist lizardmother pumped & juiced for info by the baddguize A/N: WARNING: Some scenes in this work do involve non-consensual sexual encounters and light torture. ***** She awakens slowly like dust clearing from rubble. Eyelids fluttering without any real power behind them, a cold that keeps her from needing to breathe. She's han...