This is my first story of this genre. My ex (and only) girlfriend is described here as Jennifer. But remember, this story is pure fiction. Enjoy. ***** I was sitting at the kitchen table and looking at the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. She was preparing the breakfast and she didn't notice me admiring her from behind. She was perfect in every way. Sh...
This story is about me and my colleague Anisha. I work in a software firm in India and had changed my company. Initially when I joined the new company I knew no one other than a colleague from my old company. Through the old colleague of mine who had joined about a month before I did I started knowing a few more people in the new organization. Amongst those...
She was a big girl, five foot seven or eight in her stocking feet, and on a good day she weighed in at 170 or 172 pounds. Her second or third serious boyfriend teased that she was built less for speed – more for comfort – and she had the 38-D chest to prove it. Early in that relationship she complained that she ought to shed 20 pounds, and the boyfriend told...
There were two kids sitting on his rock. Two kids with fishing poles had claimed his territory. That was bad. Fishing was illegal on the pond, so was swimming. Sunbathing would have been okay, with a bathing suit on, but most of the sunbathers slipped over into the illegal category. The fishers and the skinny dippers tolerated each other, but they kept their...
"I don't know," Penney sighed, setting her tray on the table. "Sometimes I think these boys are coming on to me." "Of course they are," replied the older man seated across from her. "When you've taught as long as I have, you'll be used to it." "Really?" He laughed at the tone in her voice. "Don't sound so astonished, Miss Clarke. Even fat, balding fellows...
Part 3 – Like Learning to Ride a Bicycle For those of you that have not read parts one and two, I hope you go back and read the first parts. This is a story about female domination of a man, but with an emphasis on male orgasm denial. Since orgasm denial takes some time to build up pressure, the story chronicles the man's initiation into orgasm denial from...
Lionel and I were in his bedroom, beneath a faint desk lamplight, looking at nudie magazines he'd swiped out of his dad's closet. We were huddled beneath the light, he on his bed, and myself in his desk chair, trying to keep quiet. His parent's bedroom was just across the hallway, and his mom was infinitely nosy. It was after one in the morning and she insis...
Lolita has lovers in almost every country of the world. Acquiring them is a fetish of hers that developed- initially at least- quite unintentionally, and rather spontaneously, and has somehow come to resemble a trend that she finds no immediate desire to escape. Now Lolita is sitting on a couch opposite a man in a hostel in Tehran. He is watching her eat w...
Hello reader, My name is Hobblenock the horny hob-goblin, and it is my duty to write about events past and present that most folk hardly know about. The few that do know wish that they didn't, but being a horny hob-goblin makes it difficult for me to dislike any of the events that will be put into written word. I should start at the beginning, but my brain...
His arms and legs outstretched to its maximum extension, Demetrius hung paralyzed against the cold marble walls of the labyrinth, his mouth locked open in a silent scream. Ripped out of the warm wet velvety pussy of the glorious Carya right at the moment of his long denied orgasm, his whole body was as tense as steel as he hovered at the brink of release. Hi...