Thanks for sexygirl76, harleencandie and Slipperywhenwet_ for helping me to edit the story!! This is my first story. Feel free to give feedback. More stories to cum... Will extend this story sometime later... Write if you liked any part specifically... or if you have any specific fantasy/fetish... I'll make sure I'll include it in the next one. I have a feti...
erectile dysfunction..? well, no..., not usually ... well, Doctor, I confess... I don't, really think I have that problem but I am curious, if..., uh, whether, an E-D pill could make any difference, or really, just what it might be like? In a way I dreaded this appointment. First, having to disclose to the nurse on the phone, –why- , I wanted this appoint...
I was at Eddy Rocket's Dance Club, sitting at the bar. I had just turned twenty-one two weeks ago and I loved dance music. On Friday and Saturday nights I was hitting the clubs on Division Street. Tonight the music was great. Eddy Rocket's was packed. I was enjoying the music and having a Diet Pepsi. I didn't drink alcohol or smoke, just a little f.y.i. for...
While safe-sex was practiced during the making of this fantasy, condoms and such don't make an appearance here, it is assumed that in real life, those rascals would be wrapped. The producer would also like you to know that no animals were harmed during the making of this epic. ---------- I was sitting on the super king-sized bed of the hotel room, propped...
I am a slut. That's a fact of life for me: a product of upbringing, experiences and genetics so complicated I've learned not to question it. It's just who and what I am. I'm one of those women who love sex even to the point of becoming addicted. It was one of the reasons my ex-husband Greg and I meshed so well. Greg was a voyeur, a willing cuckold and an op...
The Pleasure Trip continues I was driving the RV on I-55 in Mississippi heading towards Louisiana. We were travelling at about 60 m.p.h.. The traffic on the freeway was relatively light. Glancing at the clock, I noticed it was 11:15. We would be stopping soon at a rest area for lunch. I glanced sideways at the two attractive ladies on my right. My blue-eyed...
"Elsie, are you there?" Melinda's grating voice on the line makes me roll my eyes as I answer the phone. "Yes, Melinda, I'm here. What do you want?" I could tell my voice sounded harsh. Who else would be answering the phone? "You didn't call. Are you all right?" The way Melinda feigned concern for her girls was amazing. Her whiny coos didn't mesh with her...
I saw that bitch again on New Year's Eve. She went in and out of my view as the mob shuffled back and forth in a mysterious non-rhythm. Waitresses in tuxedo tops, short skirts and fishnet stockings swam through the crowd like sharks through a school of guppies, carrying champagne bottles atop ice buckets, atop black trays. Dressed in a latex mini-dress, her...
There was obviously a party going on inside Apartment 212. I could hear the occasional voice cry out to someone else inside, a bottle dropped to the floor but did not break, and the techno bass was shaking the door so much that I thought the minute knocker was going to start flapping up and down. I had rung the doorbell twice, knowing it was a futile gesture...
All characters mentioned are 21 or older. ***** It was a party, or at least that is how it started out, but let me start from the beginning. The first rule of being in college is that you have to have at least one party during your entire stay. So I had invited around ten of my closest friends. It was going to be small, maybe everyone could sit back, watc...