Author's Note: Story Requested by Blader. This is a sequel to a short story I did awhile ago. It's not required reading to enjoy this though. *** Katy moaned and came once more. Her body jerked about on the toilet seat, legs kicking out as she suckled on her cock, which slammed into her throat of its own volition. Turgid veins throbbed across its surface,...
We headed out around 9 on Friday morning, which was extremely early for us, except that if we hadn’t been blowing off work, we’d be getting up much earlier than that anyway. That was basically how we’d rationalized it to ourselves, in any case. Plus we were pretty excited. We’d been invited to spend the weekend at a shore house rented by a group of girls we’...
Warning: This is a long story with a slow build-up. 1980 was a long time ago. A lot of history has happened since then, but there are parts of that year I remember like it was yesterday. I remember being a shy, eighteen-year-old kid, in my last year of high school, and I remember that I was not exactly Mister Popularity, either. I remember that feeling of n...
To the fans of my "Katy's Reluctant New Look" series…. I had published chapters 4, 5 and 6 as one chapter; Chapter 4. I did this because the sexy model in the first 3 chapters was not able to contribute her photos for illustrations. Well, Cheryl and Bob have changed their minds and have agreed to treat us all with illustrations for the scenes. Bravo!...
This story is sort of a continuation of the story, "After the Storm." You don't need to read that story to understand this story. This just uses the same characters. **** Usually, I get home before Katy does. But that day, she was waiting for me with a big grin on her face. "Hi, Babe! What are you doing home?" I asked. I must admit, she looked fine in her...
As most people seem to like knowing something about the participants in a story here is a little bit about us. I'm 40 years old, 6' tall, medium build, with long blond hair and blue eyes. Katy, the love of my life, is 38, 5'3" tall, with dark hair, gorgeous brown eyes, 34C boobs with nipples that protrude through about any shirt when they get hard, and a sha...
"Do you want to go to the Prom with me?" "Excuse me?" "Can you...can you be my date to the Prom?" Amber replied, now a little unsure of herself. I stuttered in response, glancing to my mother for guidance. "I...um, when is it?" "May 14." "Yeah, um, I guess, school will just have finished." "Okay, great!" she smiled. We looked at each other awkwardly a...
ONE. A pair of fingers snapped in front of Katy's face and she came back to reality with a jump. Shit, she'd been daydreaming, again, her eyes were open and she was facing forwards but she hadn't taken in anything for, well, who knew how long? Katy looked around to remind herself where she was. Right. University. In the big lecture theatre with a couple of...
This is a continuation of this series, if you don't read at least part 1, you probably won't understand the setting very well. When Mike awoke a second time, Fifi was gone and Stephanie was still mostly covered in cum sleeping on the floor beside him. He felt a little from napping on the floor, and when he reached up to rub his neck, he realized that he had...
When, she asked herself, did the internet become so fucking negative? She remembered a time, not so long ago, when she could read messages from gushing fans and lovesick boys and not worry about running into hate-filled screeds. A simpler time, she supposed, an easier time. She sat in front of the computer, her face lit by the glowing blue screen, and knew...