Convention Hotel Sex At a convention, Jack Daniels gets Tiffany drunk. Warning: A woman cannot legitimately give consent for sex when drunk. This is just a story, even if it depicts a frequent reality. ** I was exhausted by the day's meetings, and luckily my hotel had a bar. It was depressing to sit alone in a New York hotel room, so I went down to...
Authors note: all events and or people in this story are purely fictional and over 18 years old. As always comments or suggestions are welcome. Please enjoy. As always there are no explicit sex scenes in the story. ------------------------------------------------ My name is Darren Thomas and I just turned 18 years old. I stand 5'11" and weigh 170lbs. with...
Enjoy! ~!~ Sally took the step two at a time to reach Paul's apartment. She waited until Storm pulled away from the curb before leaving her apartment to tell her friend about her good news. She knocked on Paul's door impatiently and when he didn't answer the first time, she knocked again, harder. He threw the door open and she smiled at him. "Hey there s...
Barbara Lowe slowed her car and turned onto the Jonston's gravel driveway, fascinated by all the craggy old apple trees nicely lined up in rows. She vaguely remembered when the property was a working orchard, back in her childhood days. She thought maybe her mother had brought her there to buy cider a time or two. When the old Victorian house came into vie...
What a sight to behold. His torso was lined with clothespins and the pressure from the long amount of time they had been held there was causing the skin around them to become very red. I was standing in front of him holding the end of the strings that would pull them off collectively and was gently tugging on them to make the end of the clothespins move slig...
Looks like this is probably going to be three parts. If you liked the first one then you'll probably like this one too. Or if you're a masochist who just wants to disturb their own senses (yes, this is a cuckold story) by reading stuff you don't like or if you just like to give a bunch of 1 stars while talking to yourself in the comments (you know who you ar...
"Who are you?" Jen asked. "What do you mean?" "Straight A's two semesters running? And you lost about a week and a half when you were sick and more time when Jeff's father had his heart attack. You're a serious damn student. What happened to the hottest girl this campus has ever seen?" I smiled. "She upgraded to a multidimensional personality." "Impressi...
Chapter 27 Match The Hertzberg-Davis Forensic Science Center was an unremarkable white, five-story office building at the corner of State University Drive and Paseo Rancho Pastilla, just off the El Monte Busway plus the San Bernardino Freeway and the Christopher Columbus Transcontinental Freeway, otherwise just known as the I-10. It was east of Chinatown, s...
F. Scott Fitzgerald once said ""The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposing ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function..." The eternal argument about open vs closed marriage; about sharing vs exclusivity is one where I honestly can see both sides. I'm no genius; my wife - and every one else - is very...
Disclaimer: In The words of Mark Twain "Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted. Persons attempting to find a moral in it will be banished. Persons attempting to find a plot in it will be shot." In other words.. It is JUST a STORY. It bears no real life meaning. These ideas are fictional and for the purposes of entertainment....