His name was 'SteveUK" and his message in the chatroom was: "Do any guys near Taunton want to get a blow job from my girlfriend?" The only reason it caught my eye, was that it was within driving distance from my house. I private-messaged him saying I was close. When it got round to me asking him to prove that it was really his gf I was meeting and not just...
For Halloween I've decided to right a somewhat spooky Halloween story. I hope you enjoy. All characters involved in sex are 18 or older. The story is based on true events that happen some time in the near future. This story contains a lot of kinky stuff, including but not limited to girls with dicks, anal, lots and lots of cum, a gangbang, and some monsters...
I woke up on Wednesday morning with a moist patch beneath me. The cause of the wet spot was still oozing out of my vagina. James had visited last night. Why did I do it again? This man was so infuriating. I knew there had to be a reason, and I closed my eyes and saw him again. That thug, yes thug, had a handsome black face with dark steely eyes that were m...
I sat behind my office desk, undecided. In my desk drawer were a pair of lacy, emerald-green panties. From Giana. Or at least, I assumed they were from Giana - after all, after we'd talked about how much her pictures had excited me, and how hard talking with her had gotten me, she'd risen from her chair, excused herself to the ladies' restroom, and return...
This story is based on true life events from my life. Names have been changed to protect individuals in the story. This is a story about consensual MFM sex between a single male and couple. ***** I got into Club Marcellas around 10 pm Saturday evening and went to say hi to a few friends who worked there. A few months before working at the Club, I had been...
You could hear his moans from down the hall, although we weren't sure if it was from pleasure or pain or both. We figured if he were in pain, he would holler out using the safe word, unless his pleasure was the pain itself. You see, we work for a...'fantasy camp', if you will. Only it's no ordinary fantasy camp. We DO make fantasies come true, but they are...
The morning after graduation, I dressed in mini skirt, thong panties, and a white tank top with "Pink" on it, put my hair back in a clip, loaded my suitcase and some of my personal stuff into my new car and headed over to Trent's. He was leaving that morning on a two week business trip with Jason and I had to formally say goodbye. He and I had said goodbye t...
The scent of fresh bread and pastries is everywhere. So are slim girls wearing slinky dresses. Crop tops and yoga pants. Or little leather jackets with skinny jeans. That much hasn't changed since I visited with my bohemian aunt Bea last Summer. What has changed is that Bea booked us into the Georges V on the Champs Elysees, perhaps the grandest of the wor...
[Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older.] Before I left for the airport, I opened my "Holly-cam" app, and switched it from sending its video files to my laptop, and made it send them to the cloud, where I could retrieve them in the middle of the Pacific. At the boarding-gate I got a call from my boss, telling me that I would be m...
I first published this experience a few years ago. I prefer to call them 'experiences' since the term 'story' implies fiction to me. My experiences are based upon my real life. Since I started posting my experiences my writing skills have improved a little. While, I cannot change what actually happened to me, I have added some more detail and corrected some...