This is a fictional story about a suburban Chicago couple who drift away from each other sexually only to find themselves again. The story contains straight sex, vaginal sex, oral sex, anal sex, non-consent / reluctant sex, gay sex, lesbian sex and bisexuality. It also involves sex between adults and teenagers but all characters are 18 years of age or older....
I spent most of the short flight from Nice to Paris topless with Joseph's cock in my mouth while he played with my breasts and told me he couldn't wait to bend me over a foot stool and fuck my ass until I passed out. As the plane pulled up to the terminal he put my jacket back on and fastened both buttons. "Lola, you dress like a slut, a classy slut but a s...
I had no clue what time it was when I woke up but I assumed that night had fallen since no light was shining in through the windows. The only source of light was the alarm clock perched on top of his bookshelf. The green glow of the time illuminated the entire bedroom. I looked around Michael's room as I allowed my eyes to adjust. Then my eyes fell on Michae...
Cathy opened the door and disappeared into the night. Thinking that was the first and only time, she would ever act as a prostitute. Suddenly, she realised that at no time had she asked for payment, she laughed; money had never entered her head! It was about her sexual satisfaction and of that, she thought, there was very little. "I have to know what I am."...
Sitting atop Jake, riding him for all it was worth while he rhythmically pushed himself deep into me, picking up speed, as we both got closer to cumming. He tensed, grunted and gave one final thrust as he emptied inside me, triggering my own orgasm to course through my body. I collapsed on top of him until the waves of pleasure subsided. Fully satisfied afte...
The sun was shining on the field of yellow flowers, whose type lay unknown to him. The wind rushed up behind and embraced his face as he turned around, waiting patiently for her to catch up. She was breathing heavily as she ran. He smiled and laughed as she made her way toward him. So slow..., he thought with a smile. "Hurry up would you? I don't have all...
I am Canadian. Canadian spelling differs from American spelling so be advised. This story is part of a series. Read 'Stalker' first. *** I hated school. I had trouble sitting still in my seat and every lesson was a study in boredom, french class was the worst. The only good thing about french class was the supply teachers. My favourite trick was to raise...
I have a thing for big bodied women with tiny breasts; that incongruity never fails to turn me on, especially if a pretty face comes with it. It all started, when I went out into the yard just at the break of dawn one morning and saw one of my new neighbors who had moved in next door only the day before, step out her back door, walk around to the side of the...
Greetings! Thanks for taking the time to read my story. Feedback and Comments are welcome! Please read the disclaimers at the end before leaving negative comments on the themes or content. This *is* a dark, twisted story. Apologies in advance. _________________ The only thing worse than growing up in a wealthy religious family was being sent to boarding...
Dad was not happy to bring the bottle to mom but it was either this or her pains were come back soon enough. In a week's time she would develop a fever and start losing weight. Dad could not see mom go through all this again. This has become the norm for the last few months, or at least since the doctors at the National Institute of Female Health (NIFH) cam...