Chapter One When I met my wife, Susan, she was a sweet, toe headed girl who seems entirely too nice to be in the bar that I frequented with a group of buddies, we were all there for one reason, get laid. I had gone up to speak with her for just one reason, she just seemed out of place. Out of all the freaks and sluts, I'd met there; she was a shining star i...
This is the first story I've written for an audience, not counting the threads I wrote for Chyoo. Anyway, this is the first chapter of the Silver Arrows and there is very little sex going on in this one, so it's pretty damn plot-heavy. So if you're reading it for sex, you should look for another story. If you do read it, I hope you enjoy it. And please leave...
As I read over my recent story "Sideline Reporter", I realized that I had not done a very good job of in-depth reporting. There were definitely some depths that were reached in my encounter with Mr. Randy Jackson, the hung black defensive back. I had gotten so involved reliving the experience that I forgot some of the hottest and most important parts of the...
Frank sat staring out of his window holding Morgan's thong, still damp from her juices and his saliva and let his mind wander back to the first day he met her. She sat there nervously in her cube. Linda the oldest employee in the support staff pool was chatting with her trying to relax her. "Just relax," she said in her motherly way. "Most of the bosses h...
Hi I'm Pamela, the girl of your dreams. I'm ready to take you with me on the night of our dreams. The first few threats are there to set the environment. After that our adventure evolves. I'm in my room just after I took a shower. You have send me a message to confirm that we will go out on a date. In the message you requered a specific dress code.What's nex...
Bree van de Kamp was a nymphomaniac, she knew that, she was a slut who's entire life revolved around cock, thinking about it, planning how to get it and fucking it. For over forty years she had lived a lie, the prim housewife, the loving wife, the dedicated mother; her days filled with homemaking and PTA and church. Outwardly she was still the same, even if...
It was always a bit hit and miss for Tony, but he was definitely biased when it came to renting out the apartment. Females preferred, the younger and prettier the better. Of course it helped that the flat was by the airport which made it popular with his target market - Air Hostesses . And when Anna and Louise had come to view the vacant property he would pr...
This is my first instalment of erotic literature so I hope you like it. The story is part fictional, based on a real life exchange and so consists of two narratives of our encounter; my perspective and hers. Enjoy. ***** MY PERSPECTIVE: I have been waiting patiently for you to finish work and come home. The moment you entered through the front door, I co...
We have been married for over 20 years I often shared my fantasy with you and you ever did was smile. You knew my fantasy, what I wanted to see. There is nothing better to me than seeing you get excited and start to sweat as you get more and more into being fucked. I also love watching you fuck yourself and bring yourself off as you work your wet pussy with...
Because I hadn't been able to sleep, I'd jumped out of my hotel bed and left for the airport at least an hour early, afraid I'd miss the plane. I talked to the cabdriver for thirty minutes straight. I couldn't stop myself from rambling. I looked everywhere and commented on everything: the color of a passing car, a pedestrian's skirt, the sign in front of a b...