Twisting and furling, a black shape glides through the afternoon air. It wafts over the roofs of houses, casting an ever-changing shadow that no one sees. Forty feet up from a bed of sunflowers, it pulses, throwing out three or four tapering tendrils, and with a faint pop the ground falls away again as the wingless thing rises on an intangible current. It sw...
The Professor was an interesting guy when addressing his own subject, forensic pathology, but otherwise, thought Richard, he was as stimulating as a dry hump in Halifax on a wet Whit-Sunday. But because Queenie, Richard's wife, was the Prof's colleague, she had dragged him along to this dinner party in the big house near Regent's Park. Richard's battered old...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * Susan and her new boyfriend, Tommy, have sex. Continued from Chapter 4: Yet, no matter what he did or didn't do for a living, she looked at him with the thoughts of going home with him, having him strip her naked, and having sex with this bald, Brad Pitt, look-a-like. Knowing better, she knew he was...
"Frank Sinatra had a massive johnson." Sarah looked up from her copy of Marie-Claire at her husband nestled in his armchair reading the Daily Telegraph. She furrowed her brow quizzically. "It says so here. He was incredibly well-endowed in the trouser department. His crowning glory was a real whopper!" "Was it, Phil dear?" Sarah remarked, lifting herself...
I had Sasha ride in the back naked with her legs spread wide on the roof and her crotch fully open and her hands squeezing her tits tight. I kept ordering her to lube her hands with her twat and squeeze her tits as tight as possible to force the blood into her nipples. Her copious and slippery cunt juice was making her hands slip off her A cup titties an...
I suspected that my daughter and her boy friend were having sex in my house when I was gone. I decided to spy on Cliff and my daughter one day, so I told Karen I would be out all day. I parked the car down the street and waited, sure enough Cliff showed up minutes after I left the house. Karen greeted him at the door and hurried him inside. I waited about 30...
Author Note: The following story is fictional (maybe), only the names have been changed to protect the guilty (and the horny). * When the recession first hit, I wasn't too worried. I had a good job with a strong retailer working the back office, the price of gas and food had gone down, and the rent on my apartment was very reasonable. Then, we got word th...
Fred was walking down the street. Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk. He saw his old friend Fannie. Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk,...
Chapter 9 – Hunger Liana closed her eyes, basking in the attention of the men and women surrounding her as she lied naked on the bed in the midst of the crowd. Her skin was hot and sticky, covered with a thin sheen of sweat and come that almost made her skin glimmer in the light. She reached out with both hands, immediately grasping onto two hard cocks. Eye...
Greetings all; in my stories my characters exist in my head, but there might be real life inspirations for some of them. Who knows? I'm back again with another story. This time my character has heteroflexible sexuality. After years of a couple talking about the husband trying cock the wife convinces him to go to a mixer for bisexual swingers. ~ "So, what...