Ch. 7: Jason Jason Finally, it's Friday. The week came and went without much excitement. I hooped with Brent one day and that was about it. Giselle and I sent each other dirty messages almost everyday and I couldn't wait to see her tonight. I invited her over to watch sports and planned on grilling some food for us. I turned off the lights in my office, c...
My name is Laura. I'm 5'3", light skinned and blonde, lean with muscle definition. I am married to a white man named James but also have a secret latin lover named Ramoñ. Ramoñ loves when I behave like a whore. He eggs it on and wants to hear about all the sexual adventures I have, far from my husband's eyes. Every time I mess around with other men, I send...
Kelsey woke early. It was happening more and more since she moved home, but she liked it. It made for long, luxurious summer days, the kind you dream about when winter rolls around. The house was quiet when she took her morning shower. She piled her long hair up into a knot on top of her head so she didn't have to deal with drying it. It was definitely time...
Note: This story is a transgender erotic romance involving a dominant male and a shy, but very dirty, submissive t-girl. It's relatively long, it's a slow burner, and it's emotionally involved. It's told from the t-girl perspective. It is not a quick jerk-off story; however, if you're willing to embark on the journey, it gets filthy towards the end. If you'...
She handed me her wet towel as she began to put her pants back on. For the first time I saw her panties, although in the dark I really couldn't see them, just that as she'd said, they were a thong that left her entire backside naked. I took her towel and wiped off what little bit of cum had gotten on me, then took my towel and began really drying off. She st...
Authour's note: This story is based on truth. All this happened, more or less. Not at the same time, not all to me. I nearly put it in Romance, but eventually put it in First Times. Helen used the word 'first' a lot, and that made my mind up, when I remembered. Names have been changed, or re used. The city is real, a lot cleaner now, it's in a very wide vall...
Special thank you to Tigersman for editing my work. Prompt and professional, I would recommend him to other writers looking for an editor. I hope you enjoy this story. ***** The sound of a late afternoon squall rapped on the worn, thin windows and the tin roof of the little beach bungalow. The squat, single story wooden dwelling was being pelted with rai...
Chapter Four Fetish At 2 AM, Charlene woke up in pain. Her legs were cramped, trying to pull themselves closed against the ropes. Moaning in pain, she was unable to do anything but ride it out, letting the cramp torture her until it eased. Through it all, George slept beside her, unknowing. It was only when it had passed that she thought, "Why didn't I wak...
CHAPTER 1 Granity was fairly quiet as Ursula Johansson rode down Settler's Avenue on her Harley, ending nine year's absence during which time she'd picked up a law degree and business management degree and had worked in seven countries, gaining work experience and living it up. Most cities of course were quiet at 3:00 in the morning. Her father's law firm...
January 8-10, 1988 Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up bibliothec, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian - at least not while in a lover's company. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina's orgasms are so intense that she ofte...