I am on my hands and knees as Elliot six inch prick invades my tight moisten cunt. He is slapping my ass with such vigor force that my firm breasts are giggling to the slaps. Sweat glisten my goddess like body, as I feel my tight pussy tightening around his tool. God, I am in heaven. "Oh fuck!" I scream. "Pull my hair, you bastard!" Without thinking, Elli...
For K. My inspiration, my mentor, my friend. I couldn't have done this without you. Thanks for everything. * * * Chicago. The Windy City. I tried to look out the windows of my hotel room to calm my nerves but I was unfocused and flighty. The scenic lake in the distance couldn't hold my attention for more than a few seconds at a time. Panic seized me. Aga...
She came in holding papers I recognized as the one I ripped from my ex’s diary describing our sexual exploits in great detail. She waved them in the air with one hand on her hip, “Why would you keep this from me?” I didn’t respond. After a few awkward moments of silence a smile broke across her face. She wagged her finer at me in mock severity saying, “Yo...
William and Rodney were hanging their clothes in a locker. Having been devoured by hordes of female eyes when entering, they decided to 'gay it up', and they swished rather than walked when the rejoined them. Of course, in their case, not much acting was required, as they had experienced some serious bone-on-bone action. William had his arm around Rodney's s...
Coronation Street The alternative version....for after dark viewers only Part 1 Cue music Familiar trumpet solo heralds opening sequence...images of Salford's back to back houses, milk roundsman trundling along, whinstone cobbled alleys with slate roofs and red brick outhouses...curling cat settles to snooze in morning sunshine The scene "Underworld"...
FIRST MEETING: Roger first met Auntie on the way to the Laundromat one Saturday morning. The large overfilled cloth bag he was dragging along got stuck between banister railings, and Auntie who was coming from the other side of the corridor pulling an equally large bag administered a deft kick to release the bag. "Thanks Auntie," said Roger. "Welcome," sa...
[All characters in this story are 18. In fact, everyone in the world is 18. Happy 18th birthday, because everyone's 18th birthday is today.] * "I'll kill you after school, faggot," I whisper to him as we take our seats. And it's the last class of the day. He gives me a tiny smile and a nod, like it's all his plan not mine. Class starts. My notes are all...
edited by Susurrus * By one that afternoon, John, Carolyn, David, and Lisa were once again ensconced at the poolside bar. This time, they were at a booth in a raised corner that looked out over an arm of the tubing river and inward to command a view of the main seating area. The booth was lined with thick cushions covered in an artificial leather that w...
This is a work of fiction. All characters are strictly fictional in nature and not representative of any known or unknown people. * * * * * My story starts like this: I boarded the Metroliner train at New York's Penn Station at 9:00 am on a Thursday morning, bound for the Nations Capitol. I was half-awake from the previous night's festivities. I half slep...
Tremplin Duddingstone, wrists and ankles bound, but in the kneeling position, struggled to rub his straining penis against Mueselle's cat's scratching post as Mueselle and her guests, both male and female, laughed uproariously. Tremplin always wound up naked, horny, and humiliated. Nine months ago, Tremplin had gotten up the courage to show his wife the pec...