Josh walked slowly down the city sidewalk. It was late – one o' clock or so. His heart was already racing somewhat, which didn't surprise him. Josh had never done anything like this before. He had downed some vodka earlier to help him calm down, even though he wasn't much of a drinker. Obviously it hadn't worked too well anyway. But he was finally going to d...
To be fucked by you is the best thing I can imagine. To be fucked by you, with my cum dripping down my legs, intermingling with the spilt wetness created by your fervent mouth upon my cunt spilling onto the counter below me is the best thing I could ever imagine. To be stretched out across the desk that separates us, reaching up on tiptoe with the arch of my...
I guess it began on my birthday. The affair. The 'sordid little secret' I was to keep for so long. That's how he described it. My husband. Big tears dripping off his nose. "How could you," he said, his pained expression also bringing me to tears. How could I? How could anyone? I believe that love and lust have one thing in common. Both can get you into trou...
Crowds of people, the smell of fried fish and schools colors as far as the eye can see means it's homecoming on the campus of most universities and this university is no exception. Despite the 25 years since I graduated, I always feel the butterflies in my stomach like it was the first time I fell in love with campus as an 18 year old girl. Carried on the...
This is a story about the characters from "Bed Loan" but it's not needed to read "Bed Loan" to understand this story. ******* The video ended with my orgasmic face. You could see it quite clearly although the lighting was not too good, and easily identify me. Maybe that's not where the video really ended, but she stopped it there. It was a good video as...
Lori Monroe was becoming worried. Her husband of eight years had left the house early on Friday morning for a business trip and was expected home on Sunday evening. Now it was Monday morning and he had not come home or even had contacted her while gone which was also very odd. Monte Monroe, her husband, was a kind and gentle man. He was the epitome of the m...
Authors Note: This story contains themes of male submission, male chastity, and mild physical discipline. If you are uncomfortable with these themes or simply don't enjoy them, please seek a different story to read. While pictures are mentioned, no pictures will be posted with this story on this site due to restrictions on content. This is my first attempt a...
(This is the first story I've ever published for others to see. I realize the sentence structure is incorrect and probably has some grammatical errors. Please comment and rate this first installment of 'Shadows of Life'. Depending on the response will determine if I post the next chapters.) * She looked over her shoulder for the third time in as many minu...
For Tony, who always makes my fantasy reality and always will. * The day had been beautiful. The sun warmed the earth, the smell of grass that had been freshly mowed filled the air. Simone breathed in deeply. She loved days like this. Not too hot, not too humid, but just right. Evening was approaching, and she was waiting for Tony to get home. She encourag...
"That's right, Prof! Let it all rush out. You're a great fucker." "Gnnnnnnn!" snarled the University lecturer as she came powerfully. Her legs were splayed all over the bed, her tongue hanging out. Her arms were around the tall man's neck, bringing his mouth to hers for a hard, urgent kiss. She felt his talented cock inside her pussy thrusting and ticklin...