Author's Note: Yes, it's back! You can stop sending me messages about when the hell I'm going to add more! I've decided to break this part down, with a non-erotic section that sets up the sex scene upcoming. I have a feeling it's going to be long, and don't want a huge submission. On a side note, if you're a fan of my Back in the U.S.S.R., please send me a m...
CHAPTER THREE... 'Okay. So what you're trying to say is that he left without saying goodbye or anything? Men and bloody one-night stands!' Claire huffed disgustedly. Belle sighed with weariness. It had been two days since THAT night. She did not want to think about it again. Whenever she remembered it, she always inwardly cringed. She could not believe th...
As we became more and more sexually active I suggested to Jane that we join a gym, so as to keep fit enough for our physical exertions. We joined a gym near to our home. As we had never been to a gym before, we decided to go early in the morning when it was quieter, so as not to make fools of ourselves in front of the experienced people. I bought shorts...
For those of you following the story of the first night I fucked my nubile young babysitter, Katie, you should know that after a vigorous sex session on the couch and against the wall, (culminating in some incredible anal and arguably the largest cumshot I've ever experienced), we repaired to the shower, where we slowly soaped each other up and rinsed each o...
"Trick or Treat!" I grinned at the little kids, giving my best wicked witch cackle as I loaded up their goody bags with chocolate. It always made me smile to see them, their faces lit up with excitement and sugar overload, their costumes transforming them from ordinary kids into superheroes, princesses and monsters. It was all a part of the magic of Hallowe...
I was on the verge of having a major freak-out inside my head when the realization struck me. I should have known something was up because the town itself looked too pristine and perfect; it was like I was in a real life version of The Stepford Wives, well, wolves. It was all just too serene; like the residents were going to form a mob and come after me for...
Christian sat in the back of the class, his eyes glued to the back of his teacher's skirt. She wasn't really his teacher, just a substitute. Every once in a while one of his normal teachers would be out sick, or take a personal day, and nine times out of ten he'd walk into the classroom and there would be Miss Anderson. Sometimes one of his buddies would hav...
Becky lies lifelessly on the floor after being rendered unconscious by Donna during a wrestling match filled with passion and desire. It had several months since my wife Becky had seen Donna. After their four wrestling encounters their friendship had apparently ended. What was supposed to have been just competitive fun had each time turned into violent cont...
Martin rang the doorbell, then bounced up and down on his heels, expending a little nervous pre-show energy. "Hey man," said a photographer's assistant he recognized, a shaggy dude named Denny or Danny or something, as he opened the door. "Come on in. Nice place, huh?" It was nice, but they didn't make ugly houses in Malibu, just like they didn't make ugly...
Selina added her bra to the pile of clothes she had stripped off after escaping into her small apartment. The black skirt and white blouse – required dressings for the bar she worked tables at – had been unceremoniously discarded, and now the exhausted brunette was clacking across the hardwood floor in nothing more than her pink frilly panties, knee-high nyl...