Walking down the deserted alley she felt a sense of impending doom overcome her. The voice of reason came through loud and clear, she needed to find her way back to the crowd immediately. One of the main things she remembered being told was to never venture off on your own here. Running a trembling hand through her long hair nervously, she glanced around kno...
Copyright © 2013 Naoko Smith Diolch! Sara Rasmussen for the inspiring editorial support. Please leave comments and feedback for me so I know what works and what doesn't as I write up the rest of this story. This series will include two kinds of chapters: story chapters, called '(story)' in the blurb and sex scenes, called '(scene)' in the blurb. The sex s...
I begin to awaken after a long peaceful sleep. The slow turns of the ceiling fan create a gentle breeze that breathes across the bare skin of my upper body. Reflexively, I roll to your side of the bed. The soft sheets gently caress my body. You're not there, but faint wisps of your scent remain with traces of your warmth you only just left behind. I inhale y...
After the second phone call it was difficult to concentrate on anything else. I'd begin to prepare my lecture, and my mind would wander to thoughts of coeds with curls in their hair kneeling under my desk and eagerly sucking my cock. I must have picked up my phone a hundred times with the intention of sending a text to the unknown number, but inevitably I'd...
Like a battlefield, the green felt table waited. On a plain where countless skirmishes have been won and lost, two pairs, both made up of one guy and one girl, prepare to make friendly war on each other. The social aspect of the game is enough to offset the lust for victory, although all of them know that as the night progresses, missed shots will grow more...
Right now, I can't believe what is happening to me, folks. However, I can't honestly say that I hate it. The name is Sylvester Vincent. A big and tall Haitian-American guy living in the city of Nepean, Canadian Province of Ontario. I work as a Security Guard during the summer and attend Carleton University. Oh, and I'm a very kinky and horny bastard. This s...
As Emily lay there, her mind tried to take in all that Mike had revealed to her. Her head was telling her that now was not the time to take Mike up on his offer, but her body was screaming for release, and to her chagrin, Mike seemed to know it. "You want it don't you?" he asked knowingly. Not able to look him in the eyes, she simply nodded. "That's what I t...
This isn't a sequel to "Boy Next Door" and it probably lacks its quality since I wrote it several months before. However, I thought I'd hit the ground running by submitting my best piece ("Boy Next Door") first. If you haven't read that one first, read this one and then "Boy Next Door." I was over at his house again, just watching movies and hanging out....
Kat and I have been working together for many years in the same little out of the way coffee house. She was younger than I, although not that much. She has brunette hair, and a Rubenesque kind of almost pear shaped figure, with a beautiful rounded butt. She is not one of those knock down gorgeous girls, but something about her always made me stir. Any time I...
~Shinkiro~ Working alongside Hideki, we gradually grew to be friends. He would invite me to his home, and his wife, Susaki, was very pleasant and welcoming. It's something that a foreigner abroad working far away from home, let alone Japan, certainly appreciates. As our business relationship developed, so did our personal friendship. But I was surprised to...