The next morning I woke with a slight hangover, and remembering what happened last night caused me to get an erection. For some reason, I thought I better not beat off, Andrea might get mad at me if I did. What made me think like that? I have no idea. I got a cup of coffee and my mother made a joke on my hangover. I looked out the living room window and seen...
As I arrived home from my work, I was shocked to see several candles burning around my living room. Having had my marriage end six months before and living alone ever since I was confused and worried about who was in my apartment. After picking up a vase to defend myself with, I tiptoed across the room and found no one in the kitchen, but there were candles...
Hello and thank-you for taking the time to read my first of what I hope are many stories. Please let me know what you think of my first attempt at some erotic prose. Compliments are gladly accepted and hopefully complaints will be minimal. I am going to ask you now to let me know if you feel what you are about to read is a true story or work of my imaginati...
When I was in high school, my friend Mickey lived a few houses down from me. Since I didn't have a car or a job yet, I spent a lot of time just going over to his house and hanging out with him and my other buddies. As I started hanging out at his house more often, I was introduced to his family. His mom, his stepdad, and his sister, Melissa. When I first m...
'I'm gonna head off now Mr Davis.' I looked up from my desk toward the sound and smiled at Emma, my secretary. 'OK then Emma, have you filed all the paperwork?' She nodded, 'see you in the morning then.' Emma smiled back and then closed the door behind her, her peachy little ass bulging in her tight work skirt. Evil thoughts begone, I thought to myself with...
Because There's a First Time for Everything The sun shone bright as Kay stepped from the car and rummaged through her handbag for her keys, cursing their non-existence. "Lost something?" asked Dave, who was climbing down from his ladder and wringing out his chamois leather. "Can't find my keys anywhere," Kay grumbled, not looking up as the window cleaner...
This is the story of my first foot fetish experience, I hold nothing back and will try and embellish nothing. First a very little background, I am 21 years old, and a lover of female feet. I have been seeing the girl in the story, Christine, for about 2 years on and off. We shared everything. First as friends, then transcending that line and into our sexual...
Approximately two weeks had passed since the incident by the pool (ref. my story "Best Hand Job Ever") and I could not keep my mind off of what Jen and Carol had done to me. Every time they came by the house to visit with my daughter Stephanie I was reminded of that day. To make matters worse I often caught myself staring at them longingly like a lovesick sc...
Having no luck at all finding an apartment or house (that I like or could afford) real close to my job I decided I would have to start looking further out. While at lunch one day perusing the classifieds yet again, I notice a new listing. It seems a little far out for me but sounds very nice. It says that it's an apartment that has just been converted from w...
Chapter 4. Eva's Immoral Sole As she made up the bed, Eva remembered all the dirty little things she had done above and below its covers the previous evening. She had been caught masturbating in the room by its occupant, a 30-something businessman who was staying at the hotel overnight. Eva had caught a glimpse of a porno mag on the chair under a pile of...