This is my first heterosexual erotic story! It's a bit of a slow start but hopefully you will all enjoy! If the feedback is positive then I will write up sequels which should cut to the chase a little more. Thanks to those who read! ============================================ It was another grey, dreary day and Tim wasn't sure that he was going to be able...
Well, everyone, here we go. As always, thanks to my amazing editor, and thanks to you awesome readers for reviewing! * Parker grasped into the sheets, his head tossed back in the heights of pleasure. "Oh, fuck." On the bed, kneeling between his thighs, was the woman from the street. Her dark hair draped around her elegant, enchanting features. She reache...
Megan stands in the darkness, waiting. All around her, she can hear the sound of the audience--not quite silent, but expectant. She hears a few whispered conversations and some coughing, but for the most part, people are waiting patiently for the show to start. It really sinks in for the first time that they're all waiting to see her, and Megan takes a deep...
"Do I look alright?" I anxiously asked my husband. He turned from where the mirror where he was assiduously trying to get his cowlick to lie down. His eyes widened. "You look good enough to eat!" He exclaimed, coming over to where I was standing. I was wearing an outfit I had made, and I was a little bit nervous about it. Two scraps of leather, short eno...
This was an easy story to write. I like Christmas and I believe that things happen during that season and especially on Christmas Eve that could not happen any other time. It is certainly not a time for bitterness or revenge. I hope you feel the same way. Rather than post this in a series of chapters, I chose to post it all at once. It is long, so you may...
"I'm going down to the mall for a while," Bobby told his mother a few days after his encounter with Kim and Paula. He was kind of hoping he might bump into the girls at the mall. "Can you drop something off at Helen's house on your way?" his mother asked him. "No problem," Bobby replied. He didn't mind doing his mother a favor. Helen Parker lived on the wa...
Hi. You can call me Evelyn. There are some things you should know about me before we get started. First, I'm 5' 5". I have blonde hair. I wear it short. 34C. I usually hover around 115 pounds. Second, aside from a few minor details (like names), this is autobiographical. Lastly, I'm not what you would call a 'good girl' or a 'nice person'. I'm sharing this...
Sunday morning, Parker woke up horny. No surprise, since he'd spent the evening before watching two of his coworkers fuck me. I was already awake, but hadn't gotten out of bed yet. I was a little sore from the fucking I'd gotten; both Gordon and Greg had large cocks, and my pussy wasn't used to that much activity in one night. In addition to both of them fu...
Parker Hayes was still sitting in the locker room, smiling, living in that last moment of the game over and over, thinking about it. He still couldn't believe it. They'd won the Junior College championship. And not only that, he'd hit the three pointer at the buzzer that had given them the win, 50-49. Everyone else was gone, and the locker room was dark an...
It was well past noon and I was still lying in bed with my T-shirt up above my breasts and my panties down around my ankles. After my mom caught me furiously pumping my finger in and out of my tight young pussy, I was too embarrassed to get up and face her. Then I heard the front door open and close. Assuming that my mother left our mobile home to run an err...