Declan the demon was a robust portrait of deception in all of its glory. His hair was light brown, his eyes a bright green. His face was beautiful as only a male who just reached adulthood could be. Smooth, golden skin without a whisker. An aristocratic nose, and lips that were slim. He was barely six feet tall, built like a swimmer. Long, lean muscles corde...
It was a crisp, fall night, the kind we both loved and, just maybe; it set the stage for a remarkable memory... passion filled. As we enjoyed a sumptuous dinner, fire crackling in the foreground, we talked of the mundane and filled the gaps with flirting and laughter. Midway through dinner I caught a glimpse of what can only be described as... well, at the...
CHAPTER ONE – The Husband Zack Wazaluski lay on his back nude and sprawled across the bed. His naked wife was on her knees, stooped between his spread legs, her head dipping rhythmically into his crotch. Forearms solidly braced on his thighs lifted and lowered lips wrapped in a tight O around the blood filled male column that stuffed her pretty face. Full b...
Two weeks ago, I helped out a friend of a friend one Saturday morning. I was amazed to find myself involved in some fantastic and mind-blowing sexual activities that rather got in the way of completing the work I was expected to do. At the end of the day Fen, the lady of the house, had found herself in submission to her stepdaughter, which was a complete rol...
"Would you like a ride home?" Cynthia was standing just inside the office door, doing up the zipper on her winter coat, as I came down the stairs on my way out to my car. She worked part time in our office as a data-entry clerk, and I knew she had no car and since she lived off the bus lines, she ended up having to do quite a bit of walking to get to and fr...
It’s late. The night is cool and clear with the night black above the street lights. The building is quiet; most of the windows are dark. The wind stirs. I shiver but not with chill, my arms warm in the pale green sweater that clings to my chest. No. I shiver with anxiety and desire. The very dedication that I have admired my lover for keeps him so distant...
Big Bang Theory-Penny Reminisces Pt.2 shaggy77 (fictional story about fictional characters) * Amy and Penny were just sitting around on Amy's sofa (which had previously been Penny's sofa), relaxing and leafing through magazines when Penny announced that she was thinking about accompanying Leonard and the other three nerds to Comic-Con. Amy asked, "you're...
I'm Melanie. I'm a 30 year old, married slut who cheats on her husband almost daily, if not even more often than that, because he can't come close to satisfying me and I can't possibly get enough cock anyway. This is another entry in my memoirs. At the time I'm writing this, I've got about eight to ten guys who I count as "boyfriends" -- guys I fuck somew...
Chapter Fourteen — Sunday School When she'd gone to Mass as a teenager on the old Headmaster's orders, Janice had been struck by the appearance of the Father leading the service. He was tall and rough looking, with large, craggy features and recessed but gleaming dark eyes. He had also noted the presence of the gorgeous, sensuous young brunette sitting in t...
Note: I have read and reread my fist submission, and I believe that this a much better attempt. Reading the first part will explain some minor parts of the story, but this can also be read by itself and still make sense. Again, comments and feedback are welcome, enjoy! Ryan awoke to a frantic pounding on his door. He brought his fists to his face to rub...