This story is the follow up to It's Just Sex - Part 1. Again all true, and appreciate any comments/feedback. Hope you enjoy. The next day is oddly enough, completely normal. I have a 9:30a.m. meeting with Erika as my co-lead. I sense nothing from her; she isn't rude or cold, it's just as if last night never happened. I accept that I had an amazing night of...
Author's note This story is a work of fiction and any resemblance between characters and any real person living or dead is purely coincidental. I am deeply indebted to Juicy Starchild for her critique, editing and generally making my story a better read * It was 7.45am on a Friday and I could hear people outside, putting out their bins ready for the rubb...
First story, comments welcome...more to follow Let me start by telling you that I have never thought of myself as a prejudice person. After all, prejudice is an unfounded hatred of another race or religion. And yes, I hated blacks, but my hatred wasn’t unfounded. I had reason. I grew up in rural Alabama, the oldest daughter of a well heeled family. Although...
In this part of this pee story trifecta, I discuss how my sex/pee buddy neighbor and I got even with our landlord after he terminated my neighbor's lease for the pettiest of reasons. It all starts at the beginning of my senior year in college. My girlfriend was out of town with her family and my 20-something nudie neighbor had recently broken up with her lat...
I took a deep breath. The first week of the job was always the most stressful. But it was something, at least. All I had to do was process people. Nothing more, nothing less. I tie them up and lock them way in a cell. Easy work, right? Well other than the occasional brute, it was. Other than that, the crazies were usually the same. Grabbing a white drawstri...
Forward: This is a true story of my wife's first group experience. This happened in 1992 before we got married. At that time, we weren't even dating ... we were coworkers and part time fuck buddies. "Shit," I thought to myself as I looked at my watch. I was going to be at least an hour late getting home. I figured that I'd need another ten minutes on the EL...
Why I am standing here displaying myself in chains? There I was looking fantastic, naked, standing with my ankles, wrist and nipples chained. I have a beautiful tall athletic body which features medium length wavy black hair, light brown skin, with medium/large size breasts with protruding nipples. I am a mixed racial woman with Black, Mexican, and Chinese...
Most written fiction consists of the narrative description of characters and their actions. While this technique serves to communicate the author’s thoughts to an audience, readers can often infer the same information if the author makes careful use of dialogue. Screenplays use dialogue in this manner. It is true the playwright also makes suggestions for act...
Virgins.. Ashkrath found them was one of the greatest pleasures. Right now, she was smacking her lips with their spunk. Drunk off of the innocent boys cum, who were now becoming infected with demonic taint. Two days in the mortal realm and Ashkrath had taken over the church which had taken her in. The cop had brought her here when she was discovered after t...
It was a gorgeous Saturday morning. Paul just got out of the shower and saw Amanda out on the deck laying in her bikini. His dick started to get hard again as he began thinking back to last night. He cupped his hand over the crotch of his pants feeling his hard dick swell even more as he watched Amanda applying the suntan lotion over her gorgeous white thigh...