After dropping Jenn off at the train station, I was expecting 5 days of undisturbed peace and quiet. I figured I'd get some resumes out, hit the gym and do some hiking while Jenn was gone. I'd only been back at my apartment for about an hour after dropping her off that my phone rang. It was Jenn. I let it go to voicemail and then listened to the message. "...
Thank you all for your comments and critiques! I took them into consideration when creating the next installment. Once again, the story has a slower build so please stick around for the juicy bits. It is worth it! ;) Thanks, -Celestial Child C H A P T E R T W O C o i l i n "I swear to you, I've never wanted to fuck a woman more than I wanted to fuck her...
For my friend Michael who patiently endures my disappearing acts, and who's private photos have given me many pleasant dreams. "We'll be back!" my bridesmaid's said as they scurried from the room. I could hear them giggling all the way down the stairs. They left on a mission to find a bottle of liquor. It was thirty minutes before the big event. I was nerv...
The next four days progressed pretty much the same. Justin would wake him up, shower and dress him in his schoolgirl outfit. He would then spend the morning and afternoon practicing his cock sucking on progressively larger rubber cocks, until by the afternoon of the fourth day he was able to deep throat a huge 10-inch dong. After supper his lessons in bondag...
Author's note: what follows is a work of fiction. Any similarity between any persons living or dead is purely coincidental and pure luck. All characters depicted in sexual situations in this work of fiction are at least 18 years of age. ***** It was nearly a week since the ménage a trios with Sherry and Amy, and Rob was still basking in the glow of it all....
One story...two perspectives. This is Jane's story. She was a woman that loved and adored her husband, but who also, deep down inside, craved sexual fulfilment...something her husband had never been able to give her. This is the tale of that woman, and her struggle. A woman torn between the safe, loving life she knew, and the undeniable sexual chemistry wi...
Author's Note: The events described herein happened when I was eighteen, and a virgin. Yes, that dirty old man St. Nick turned me into a trick. He made me ride his "north pole" like a cowgirl and he slid down my hot little chimney. But I never did get all the presents he promised me for being naughty and nice. And the necklace was pearl, not diamond. Actuall...
This is a flash story that popped in my head as I was thinking about why the people in the Loving Wives stories rarely talk about their dissatisfaction with the status quo. I wondered what would happen if someone took the bull by the horns and actually talked about things instead of letting them fester. This is what popped out of my head. No BTB or cuckoldin...
I dumped the laundry back into my apartment and started hoofing it to the gym. Luckily I hitchhiked a ride to the shopping center, so I wasn't too late. But still it was a real bad way to start the day, especially when my boss, Carl, had a few sharp words about me not being on time for my shift. He was right. I was new. He had no way of knowing if I was goin...
29 June Mike My hotel room smelled like crap, I smelled like crap, and unsurprisingly I looked like crap. Oh, and I felt like crap. Come to think of it, crap pretty much described my whole life right at the moment. I mean, what sort of fucking moron gets ripped off by a prostitute? And how in the hell was I going to tell Deb? During my emotional wallow I t...