Saturday Jack stared out at the sets of endless red brake lights shining through the rain. He slowed his car to a stop and waited. His mind drifted - as it often did at the minute - to the events of the past fortnight. He had been involved with Anna for just over two weeks now and their relationship was growing. They hadn't kissed or even slept together....
This is based in fact. I've changed a few things, both to make it less clearly identifiable for all involved and also to smooth the story out a bit, since life is never as simple as we'd like. * It's a good thing Debbie was so understanding. Okay, she was the reason I was here in the first place, but wow, what a turn things had taken! I never imagined "st...
I heard the door shut heavily and the heavy thunk of Daddy dropping his briefcase by the front door. Jumping up anxiously, I hurried to the living room happy to see him. "Hi, Daddy!" I chirped my greeting joyfully. "Hey, babygirl," he said with a weak smile on his face. I skid to a stop and peered at him with concern, he looked exhausted. Was Daddy gett...
It's midmorning on a Saturday in May during our junior year in college. It's about a week before finals. When I arrive at my girlfriend Kelly's dorm suite, she and her roommate Liz are in the kitchen, giggling uncontrollably. Our dorms are self-catering. Each small suite of rooms has a kitchenette, a bathroom with two toilets and two shower stalls, and fou...
Linda Crawley pulled a face in her drivers mirror as she adjusted her blouse collar. Another dreary meeting at the golf club. Her husband, a senior medical practitioner, had joined a year earlier and soon after, dragged her along too to 'events'. He had joined partly to play but mostly to generate contacts and business for his lucrative and fast growing priv...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The following story contains acts of BDSM. The story is purely from my imagination and I do not have experience with BDSM, and therefore may not adhere to all safety procedures. No one should ever perform BDSM without proper training and safeguards. *** The area that my wife An...
(Hey all! Afraid this one is just a quickie without a "proper" sex scene to speak of, but for those who are curious the road Jasmine has taken so far, this is it. More to come soon! If you have questions or comments, click on my name, click on my contact-info, and e-mail me there from the profile page. I hope this tides you over until the next big thing!) I...
Quentin remained silent for rest the trip, lost in his thoughts. When they arrived at the starport he led her through a warren of passages, avoiding the few concourses where passengers gathered to await transport. Finally, through windows that overlooked the exterior of the dome, a squat little ship could be seen. "The Scrapper," he declared. It was a shabb...
BACKGROUND: If you've read my "A slut visits" series of stories I wrote many years ago, you'll know I have been lucky to know, and fuck, a true cum slut. She has few limits and together our sexuality evolved - we taught each other a lot about ourselves sexually. I am also married and have a loving relationship. My wife, Nat (Natalie) is not aware of my 'dar...
This is Chapter 2 of Accepted, a continuing story about Sasha Milovic. If you have not read Chapter 1, please check it out before diving in! ***** "What do you think?" If I could recognize myself the night before, I couldn't now. The hairdresser had given me a trendy, pixie-style haircut. It was just long enough on the sides to go past my ears, but sho...