Chapter One When I wake up Master is reading the paper. There is a knock at the door. Master just gives me the eye and I pop up to answer the door. It's room service and the young man wheels the tray into the room. He doesn't seem surprised at my nakedness. I'm beginning to think that I'm going to be his tip until Master hands him a $20. We eat a light din...
Ms. Green was allowing her asshole to throb pleasantly open and shut around his eager tongue as it worked in and out. She smiled as she thought of the dirty things that she would make the young man do for her entertainment. His tonguing and burrowing of her asshole was just a temporary diversion until she heard from Ms. Fortune. She was going to let the perv...
This is an erotic story about the girl, who was not simple and uneasy in sex. First of all, I introduced myself. I am north India boy of 21 year old. My name is Saurabh and her name is Nidhi. It is few month back story, When I used to go Delhi For all India pre medical test examination. In Delhi there was far away relation with Mr. khanna who was the uncle...
All of the characters in this story are completely fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or otherwise, is entirely coincidental. Also all of the characters are well over the age of 18 - in fact the youngest is nearer 28. I have posted this elsewhere but if you've not already come across it I hope you'll enjoy it. ***** Wednesday Morning "...
You step out of the office building onto the busy city street, the sidewalk is crowded with 9-to-5ers rushing to get home for the weekend. It is late afternoon and the heat of the day is just starting to abate. You see a woman who was on the panel in the job interview you just had rush past you to grab a cab. She must have been in the very next elevator afte...
The day I learned he was getting married I went out to a dive to drink alone and put the past to rest once and for all. On my 2nd beer and 4th shot of tequila I saw him at the other end of the bar where he was having his bachelor party and stared until he looked up. We maintained eye contact far too long, but neither of us made any other move. With nothing...
This is a Hub Page to make it easier to select a path the reader would enjoy most right from the start and as such very much a WIP. {Morpheus here: This story is what Germans call a "Fingerübung", a finger excercise to test out how to structure and maintain a first complex story all of my own. As such, expect some newbie mistakes and such, even tho...
Today was just like any other day. A routine trip to the store for household essentials. I was running low on condoms that I kept in my bedside drawer just in case a dude ever tries to pull the oldest trick in the book and say he forgot one, or was allergic to latex or lamb skin. The exact reason why I kept a variety pack with every kind of rubber under the...
For the next four or five days I managed to stay away from my sewing room anytime when Peter might be home. I was even recovering a little until one hot August afternoon my virile neighbor caught me working in the yard. All I had on was a T-shirt and a pair of jogging shorts, the gym class kind with the short loose legs and elastic at the waist. My only unde...
His Story Karl picked me up at the airport. I debated what to wear and chose a short plaid skirt, black panties, and knee socks. For a top I went with my tightest tshirt and a black bra. Karl said I was to rape him with his eyes whenever I was in his presence. I could tell by the way his speech was disjointed walking to his car that the way I dressed was...