You wake up just as the alarm on your phone blasts a corny jingle right into your ear. You lazily stretch, pull your covers off your body and slowly rise from your bed. You meander over to the mirror that hangs on your door and look at your reflection. A teenage boy with light brown hair, glowing grey eyes and an average build stares back at you. You smile....
Gina Rockridge sat in the old, rusted, nearly collapsing folding chair, next to the equally disheveled folding table in the middle of her kitchen. Her face was buried in her hands as her tears flowed from her eyes, down her reddened cheeks crashing onto the ugly, cracked, black and white tiles that checkered the floor. She was at her wits end. It was the...
A month went by with nothing as simple as a phone call. Of course she hadn't called, considering Kelsi never had my number to begin with. All I had was her number, which I felt very reluctant for so long to call myself. That night left me bitter and confused. It consumed me quite honestly, haunting my mind on a daily basis as to what had happened. Kelsi had...
I brought it on myself. That much is certain. It was a warm, spring afternoon, and the park and its surrounding forest were full of people out for walks or picnics or just generally enjoying the day. I myself had decided on the former, heading along trails I hadn't walked since the Fall had up and left and heavy Winter snows had all but covered them up. Na...
We meet after sunrise we agreed no sex until the sunset making for a long pleasurable day of foreplay. We start out hiking in the arboretum following a trail holding hands occasionally leaning into each other and kissing lightly. The anticipation building as we go. We find a secluded lake and decide to have our picnic lunch feeding each other, kissing more s...
My first submission, in two different senses of the word. Comments would be well received at the email address in my profile. Chapter One: How It Began I came home from work one Tuesday to find my wife, Melissa, sitting in the center of our living room sofa. Her arms were spread across the back of the sofa, and her head was tilted back, with her long, stra...
He watched passively from the corner as she, recumbent in their over-sized king bed, read. The glow in the room was an interesting contrast of candlelight escaping through the carved pattern of her own thrown clay pot and the low-intensity of a 60 watt bedside lamp. As was his responsibility, he had prepared the bed: fluffing pillows; turning down the bedspr...
The following story contains foot fetish, creampie eating, face sitting and pegging if those are not your things please look for a different story. As always i would love to read your suggestions ,comments and messages. *** After a rough year in which my wife of 20 years have divorced me, and I have been struggling to find an apartment to rent, things hav...
To one afflicted with the habit, there is no respite. Its a curious phenomenon. They are all around and I treat them as if it was like a big stamp collection. Some people love to look at breasts, some are into asses. The thing that draws my attention is the female foot. Don't get me wrong, breasts are certainly a close second, but I walk around and coll...
Jessie sat there in my foyer like she'd stepped straight out of one of my fantasies. Her long, slender legs were encased in a pair of tan pantyhose that dipped into those familiar black-heeled leather boots I'd gotten to know so well back in the woods. A black miniskirt just barely hid the panties she was wearing beneath the hose, and her outfit was topped...