Tomorrow Night, I Promise: A sex story from the real world Sunday night: It's nearly 10 when we crawl on to the soft down of our new feather bed. We'd purchased it shortly after a quick romantic get-away a few months earlier. The feather bed in the lodge overlooking the Pacific Ocean had done wonders for rediscovering the passion we'd once known, a lovers'...
Miss Wong stood at the front of the classroom, erasing her notes about Crime and Punishment in order to make more room, but all I could focus on was her plump, shapely ass wiggling back and forth underneath her tight, charcoal pencil skirt. I had had a crush on her from day one of my senior year, when had I first walked into her classroom at the end of the d...
GH Dawson & Sons (Frame Makers). That was the arched inscription painted on the window in gold lettering with a 'conservation green' drop shadow. Except GH Dawson himself had long since retired. And there was some doubt as to whether Mr Dawson's sons had ever really been a part of the business. 'I think that Gerald had hoped that his boys would take up the...
August 6th 1808 Antoine Laveau was drenched sweat. The oppressive summer heat had been steadily increasing all day and now that it was approaching late afternoon the full blast of the Louisiana sun baked everything in sight. The air, thick and still as hot molasses, was deathly silent. No sound could be heard over the steady monotonous hum of cicadas buzzin...
Tom gazed into my eyes for a moment and then nodded. "Go get cleaned up quickly. I have to finish dealing with Zach here," he was quiet at he spoke to me so his boys didn't hear us talk. I got up and walked into the bathroom as the men grabbed Zach, carrying him into another room. I was startled when I heard 2 silenced gunshots and I didn't hear Zach cryin...
After a failed search with a tipsy friend that kept mumbling about werewolves, Debra's patience had worn thin. As far as she could tell Bobby was long gone and had most likely chickened out after having seen some of the oddities that some of the rooms contained. The house was lavishly decorated though the contents of the décor she found to be most unsavory....
It was my birthday, and the banquet was ready. Man it's good to be a king. The ceremony was to be carried as usual: I would be seated on my throne and my guests would be on each side of the castle's hall as the ladies to entertain me would come to me one after another through the hall, walking on the red carpet. The first trumpet announced Miss Orange, the...
It was nearing midnight, Halloween coming to a close. All the little kiddies were at home sifting through mounds of sweets in preparation of cavity orgies in the days to come. Most adult revelers were still partying or finding spots to nurse their binges. Usually, I'd be home with a tumbler of Johnnie Walker Black in hand, microwave popcorn by my side, watc...
This is the continuation of Club 35 Third Visit. You should read Part 1 before reading this. I would suggest reading the two preceding stories to fully understand the relationship between the characters. Your comments are appreciated as are your votes. * After the office cleared, Christine and Mark came into the room. Mark was carrying a gym bag which he...
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...