Chapter 14-My Centipede Girlfriend Loud breathy moans filled the tool shed behind the school, with the faint sound of grunting and panting heard underneath the feminine cries of joy that came from the little shed. Inside were two occupants in the throes of making love, or just fucking in the male's case. One was a teenage girl with the lower body of a cen...
I'm Chris, a fifty or so naval officer working and living near our nation's capital (Canberra). I'm also recently estranged, having been happily married for 20 years, or so I thought. You see, my wife met someone else shortly after we met, when she travelled to the US to visit family. I thought we were serious back then but she declared her new love when she...
Part of my old life was peeking through the fog in my brain. I needed coffee. Lots and lots of coffee. My body and brain were worn out. I was going to need something to wake me up and maybe a little comfort drink, such as coffee, would do the trick. I didn't know where Thio had gone off to. When I woke up I was alone. Sometimes it felt like the further away...
This is a fictional story that I weaved around watching two friends pick away at each other, because he's a polyamorist and she believes that he should be her one true everything. What would happen if during one of their many splits one of their shared friends became involved with him? I've started it after the foreplay, the climax and the heartbreak. My o...
It is not surprising that so many stories—adventure, comic and creepy—have been written about the railways and railway stations. We have the delightful "The Railway Children' by E Nesbit; then there are Arthur Conan Doyle's stories about the master detective Sherlock Holmes, which would just not be the same without the call for a 'Special'; and one of Dicke...
STRANGE BARS OF NEW ORLEANS Another vacation stop in New Orleans on our way home to Florida from Illinois. I'll be just guessing at what was said. But with the help of my old notes, it went something like this. We were wandering down a side street in the middle of the French Quarter in the middle of a weekday afternoon. Dollie wearing something sexy. Me...
This is a compilation of true stories and may be somewhat more tame than other fiction-based stores. I find true to be much sexier. *** I'm married to a very pretty 48 YO MILF named Michelle. 5' 9" curly strawberry blonde hair, great breasts, perky nipples, beautiful toned legs and the most silky smooth skin I've ever felt. The sex has always been great bu...
I've finally made it to Chapter 5! Just a few comments first. While Chapter 4 had a quieter and more sensuous tone to it, here I try to have tone similar to Chapter 3. The tone is louder and rowdier, although I think not as much so as Chapter 3. There are also multiple occasions where Ashley is pushed into orgasm instead of just one buildup. Next, I tried to...
It was the late afternoon on an October Sunday. Bill was naked- lying on his rumpled bed. It would be his turn to shower away the remnants of his 'afternoon delight' in a few minutes. They hadn't had full sex yet; he was making his virgin girlfriend, Sally, wait another week. Bill smiled as he lay in bed and thought about her. He could hear the water running...
**AUTHORS NOTE: This short story is based on the cult-classic, public domain film, Carnival of Souls! (The beginning of it, at least.) A few things have been changed and modernized, but regardless, I hope you enjoy this steamy take on this spooky story. Thank you!** * Melanie Henry is beautiful. She's always been perceived as the daintiest, out of her and...