This story is part of a continuation of my Road Trip series (see the end of 'Road Trip -- California' for a list of the chapters of that series, in order to be read). You need not read that series to enjoy this series. Although real places and celebrity names are used for realism, this story is fiction. Please 'read, enjoy, vote, and comment.' Synopsis of T...
Note: This is the tenth installment in a long story about 5 couples that decide to make an adult film together and then have to deal with all of the issues that the project creates. There will be an accompanying story called "The Beach House" that is supposed to be the movie that these 5 couples create. The different sections of this story won't make much s...
Chelsea lay still, waiting to see what was going to happen, then the soft lavender scent came and she breathed it in smiling, knowing that it was starting and she would soon be experiencing another orgasmic experience like none before. She looked at Olivia and Lisa, assuring herself everything was going to be okay, as the touch of spiritual arousal began. L...
Olivia felt helpless in her position to do anything but wait for what was to come. Her body bared and stretched open to her lover, had her senses reeling with thoughts. The first taste of the leather was intimidating, letting her know her control over anything was gone and she was at the mercy of Lisa. The swish of the thongs through the air ended in a sla...
Robbie Tucker had a knack for sniffing out the kind of girls he liked, and he zeroed in on Jenny almost from the first day she went to work at the corporate headquarters of a big manufacturing company. Robbie was an assistant manager in the mailroom, so very little went on in the large building that he wasn’t aware of. Jenny Jackson worked in the steno poo...
"Hello?" I answered my phone. "Hello, is that Nikki?" asked an accented voice on the other end of the phone. "Yes it is," I said, my heart skipping a beat. I didn't know many people with accents and if this was who I thought ... well, then, wow! "I don't know if you remember me Nikki, but I am Daniela." The words confirmed my suspicions and I was sure th...
Dionysis Retreat, Floor 1 Mrs. Brandi Westerholm, a full-breasted redhead with trim waistline and curvaceous hips, arrived on the first floor of the Dionysis Retreat in a mid-thigh low cut black halter dress that fit her like a glove and displayed to maximum advantage her 38Cs. Her hourglass figure was molded into mythic Wonder Woman proportions by a shelf...
Rain woke me. Big, fat drops of decidedly rude water, splatting against my window. I blinked away sleep and peered about in confusion at the familiar setting. The faint shifting of my breasts as I rolled made sure I knew the change hadn't been a dream. Thanks, tits. My room had gotten darker as I slept. I don't mean a small amount, like the clouds had come...
On the bed, curled up in a ball and now drinking a bottle of scotch straight from the bottle, Brad could not believe what he had just heard from his wife and that was that she had also fucked his own father. "Oh god, I knew that you could see right through me," I groaned as he stretched me out and tunneled into me. "I like how naughty you really are Sara,"...
This is my first effort at writing and I wish to acknowledge tonytony3 as my inspiration, although he no longer contributes and has withdrawn all of his stories from this site. If anyone still has contact with him, please tell him that I admired his work greatly. I am hoping that women will enjoy my story as much as men, because while there is full-on sex,...