I am on my way home with my new purchases from Victoria's Secret. I bought some new undies and a few other neat things as a surprise for you, and am feeling kinda sexy as a result. I want to get comfortable for the drive so I slip my panties off and pull them down around my ankles. My top is light and airy so one button has to stay done up or with the window...
This story I wrote after I had begun dating a very horney and imaginative 40 year old (I was 27 at the time), who loved porn and erotica. Sounds like a perfect fit, huh? Not really, since her husband was, unbeknownst to me, a very rich and powerful political boss. Ending this sex only relationship was a bit like quitting heroin. For you see, Barb was a bit...
I want to thank my collaborative, special friend, Dave. Taking turns in writing each scenario was a 'turn-on' and filled with anticipation. Without him, Sharon and John would never have met. * Partnership Sharon's heels clicked on the concrete as she walked toward the Chicago law firm of Connelly & Frisk. Unlocking the front entrance, a cool blast of air...
Sometimes you just get an idea in your head and act on it. No hesitation between thought and deed. That’s the way it was the other day. I was on the bed in shorts and a T-shirt watching an old cop show on TV when Renee came out of the shower. She was still moist despite the fact that she had a towel on her head and another one wrapped around her body using t...
Much like the way Emma got Amanda warmed up, something similar took place at Tina's place one day. Now Tina had been my lover off and on for a while now, often she'd ring me when she would be feeling horny and retell in part the scenario we'd played out in her backyard, letting Tracey catch us at it...this would be enough to get Tina to the point of no retu...
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*Thanks to Fletch for helping generate such a fantastic continuation...big kiss and hug* Amy thrummed her fingers on the steering wheel, slowly murdering the person in front of her for driving under the speed limit. "What the fuck! Christ," she yelled, banging her palm on the horn. The driver didn't respond, snailing forward. Amy sighed and closed her eyes,...
This story is a continuation of Loser goes down and flows chronologically with the rest of the chapters. ********* One cold, but sunny afternoon a few weeks before Christmas, I was walking to the main ISAF DFAC with some of my team members when we bumped into Kristen and a few of her team members from the public affairs office. As our groups neared each o...
I walk into the bar and plop myself down on the bar stool, grumbling about my sister. How dare she do this to me, we both agreed that we would talk this over with Dad before we moved Mom. I look up and see the bartender and order a glass of white wine. As I continue to mumble about my sister I see a guy looking at me from across the bar, our eyes meet and I...
Part I The Traffic Stop The road was dark and unlit. The moon was dodging in and out of the puffy white clouds that looked like a flock of sheep running across the sky. She had been at a bachelorette party for one of her girlfriends. Several beers and three "Jaeger-bombs" later she was cruising along lost and trying to find her way back to the Interstate...