I woke up, the light of the morning sun warming the fur of my face. The scent of lilac and musk tickled my sensitive nostrils. I stretched out underneath the soft coverlet and hugged my pillow closely, pricking up my ears and listening for sounds of any nearby activity. I caught the faint murmur of voices below me and recognized them as belonging to my two n...
When I woke up again, Lucien was gone. I looked at the bedside clock, it was already ten, he must have gone to class. My door opened and there was Lucien, smiling at me with a breakfast tray in his hands. He had his jeans on but was shirtless. I wouldn’t mind having him for breakfast! “Morning darling. I made you breakfast.” I sat up and he put the tray on...
This story was inspired by two songs: "Dirty Talk" by Wynter Gordon and "Skip to the Good Bit" by Rizzle Kicks. Listen to the songs, read the story, and be inspired to get it on. That order of operations is not required. Enjoy! * * * She looks delicious in the shadow of the bar. The woman is like something out of a fashion magazine: five foot, eight...
*This post contains the first sex scene of the story, and it is very dominant-submissive. The person I wrote this for enjoys this kind of scene greatly, but I understand that not everyone is into it. Before you go off and get started, I'll simply explain that I will only keep posting this story if people actually enjoy it, so feel free to leave criticism in...
Hi My name is Rob. Now I am not well built, in fact I have always a bit on the side of skinny. No matter what I did when I was a kid I couldn't put on weight and even now I am small. I am 175cm tall and weigh 72Kg soaking wet so, as you can tell, I am not Mr Muscle Man. Having said that I don't back down from a challenge as a rule, I have always had good bal...
The alarm clock barely had the chance to make any noise before Katie reached out to switch it off. It was 6am on Friday. Time to get up. "Almost one week in..." Katie thought. She had been employed at her new company for almost a full week now. Upon graduating from university, Katie had landed herself a great job in the advertising sector. Following a sh...
Damn, it's got to be the hottest day of the summer. The temperature on the bank clock flashed 101 about every 15 seconds. I was driving my CJ-7 and man, is she a beauty... 13" lift with 38" tires on it, a KC Light bar across the roll bar and the prettiest pearl white paint job you have ever seen. The light bar is removable and also mounts onto the...
We walked into my room, our hand wraps trailing behind us as we freed our fingers. As Seth turned back to shut the door, I slid my hands over his sweaty shoulders, feeling the hard muscles beneath his skin. Locking the door with a click, Seth turned back to me, smiling. He kissed me hard, and I could taste the sweat lingering in the stubble on his face. So c...
'Forgive me Father for I have sinned,' Margaret said as the Priest opened the little wooden window in the Confession Box. 'How have you offended against our Lord Jesus Christ, my Child,' the Priest said with the routine indifference which comes from hearing hundreds of confessions. Father Morgan was now in his mid-50s, having qualified as a Priest in his...
"No way am I doing that," Eva said incredulously. "It's not fair. I'm rubbish at poker." "Fair? What are you talking about, Eva?" Danny added, "I lose and you make me take off my pants. You lose and you won't even get in the pool fully clothed." She wore short shorts that showed off her legs and a white tank top. "But its cold," Eva said with a fake whine....