Day 7 - 7.45am I woke sleepily, feeling a wonderful, joyful feeling. I opened my eyes to discover why. Tani, the beautiful black housemate, was kneeling by my legs, giving me a blowjob. It was a wonderful way to wake up. I didn't say anything, I just smiled and looked around the room. Most were still sleeping, but Jeff and Shuko were awake. I knew this beca...
Have you read the first two chapters of this story? Perhaps you should just so you get the gist of the setting - or not. The following story is full of all sorts of sexual antics of many proclivities. If you are underage or at all squeamish with different variations of sexual pleasure, why are you reading this? Go read something else! If you are reading this...
Loud music thumped repetitively throughout the club while lights flashed and spun and pulsed. The center of the club was full of couples and single people dancing and grinding against each other. Booths, couches and bar stools lined the walls. The DJ stood above all of them on a platform off to the side of the room, nodding and dancing in place while he adju...
Chapter 8. The Epiphany I heard several female voices detach themselves from the general murmur of conversation and I became aware that several were in the room with me. I could barely move as it was so I didn't really try but I think I counted four voices. I also heard the sound of clothes being removed. I heard the unmistakeable snap of elastic. Surprisin...
Chapter 01: Peter Story Special Thanks to my editor LadyCibelle for all the hard work and brainstorming. She made it better than I ever could. This is best read as Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 and Part 4 to preserve the view points and the key actions and their effects. Hope you enjoy it! * * * * * My name is Peter Molloy. I don't know if that is relevant but i...
I had fucked Peter some fifteen years ago and now I had just fucked his son, also named Peter. Both had been doing building work for me, the elder when I was married and the younger now I was divorced. The father and I had it when I was living in a large rambling house in Chigwell, just outside London in Essex. With the son it was at was at my duplex apartme...
Chapter Seven: The Eighth Level? Angie kept my arm locked in hers, preventing any attempt at escape. We caught a cab back to my place. She was even more appreciative of it than Dianna had been. "Girlfriend, you live like a queen!" she exuded. Realizing what she had just said, she giggled. "Oops! Well, you know what I mean." She made a beeline for the ma...
As Bree approached her 25th birthday, she looked towards it as just another day. Another day of being a "loner" as she'd been labeled, though in truth it was a self-imposed sentence. She was certainly attractive enough, not a beauty queen no, but certainly considered cute under any circumstances. Bree wore her long dishwater blonde hair in a ponytail most of...
This set of stories are meant to be read as chapters in a book. If you haven't read Great Loop 1, I recommend you do to better understand the characters. All characters are fictional. Obviously, many of the place locations are real. Debbie lay with her head on my chest as my cock softened in her pussy. We had just finished an orgasmic ride together and...
Author's Note: Do not read further if it is illegal for you to do so. These stories contain adults in sexual situations. If reading BDSM, stories of non-consent, or stories containing gay male and anal play offends you, find something else to read. Focussing on other stories, I haven't had a chance to look at Lucy, but here we are. There'll be a few more...