When I was in High School I had a girlfriend named Stephanie. I was a stoner/skater (common combination) and she was popular and very social. She was often at parties on the weekend and school events during the week. It wasn't long into my Junior year that we met for the first time. I had heard she was interested in me but I didn't really believe it. It's hi...
I spent most of the short flight from Nice to Paris topless with Joseph's cock in my mouth while he played with my breasts and told me he couldn't wait to bend me over a foot stool and fuck my ass until I passed out. As the plane pulled up to the terminal he put my jacket back on and fastened both buttons. "Lola, you dress like a slut, a classy slut but a s...
I'm a mechanic in the military. When I graduated from basic training, I attended a school to become a mechanic. The school was in sunny San Diego California. While I was there, I met some really good people. My buddy Doug was one of them. Now Doug was a great guy. A total drunk, but a great guy. Doug stands about 5' 6", and weighs close to 180lbs of pure mus...
Part III - A Woman Emerges It was New Year's Day and Nikki sat on the deck chair watching the waves pass as the liner headed toward Europe. She reflected on the drastic changes, which occurred in the course of a single year. Last New Year's Day Nikki was Nick, a typical 18-year-old high school senior. He was living in San Diego with his Mom, anxious about c...
This is a story about a young college co-ed who learns the hard way gambling isn't for everyone. . It was requested by a young lady who has enjoyed some of my other stories. Chapter one sets everything up and has the bet. Subsequent chapter's deal with her trying to pay off the bet and end her torment. This story has lots of exhibitionism and eventually non-...
(It looks like our closet slut is at it again. If you haven't read the Good Deed series, you can find them on my author page. They are My Good Deed, Another Good Deed and A Forced Good Deed in that order. My thanks to Slavey for reading over it and to Magical Hands for helping me think of this idea. Enjoy and vote. ) It was a hard day. I walked into my hous...
"So, Angie must be pretty horny lately." "Yeah, she's pretty horny." "What?" "Angie's really horny." "What are you talking about?" "Well, it's been a while since she's been with anyone." "What the fuck are you talking about?" "Didn't she look like a slut tonight?" "Oh, she always looks like a slut. That's 'cause she is a slut." "What? Since when?"...
Chapter 04: Monday Daydreams The long Monday school day was finally coming to a close. Last class inched along ever so slowly as eighteen-year-old Bethany impatiently checked the clock. Sitting near a window, she began to daydream, completely bored by Mr. Fitch's monotone math lecture. Reflecting on her previous day's activities with the school janitor, sh...
I woke up early on that Sunday morning. Beverly was in bed next to me sound asleep. I was thinking that after the way she fucked me the night before, I may walk with a limp. She was an awesome fuck. Most of her Amazon body was out of the covers and I was looking at it in amazement. I laughed to myself as I compared her to this guy with whom I played college...
This is going to turn into the worst vacation of my life, thought Carol Livingston as she rubbed suntan lotion on her body. First, Frank cancels out at the last minute because of that crummy trial. That's the third time in twelve years of marriage he does this, the third damn time, Mr. Big Time Prosecutor. Then the damn airlines losses my luggage and I am fo...