The leather coat was sprawled where I'd tossed it on my bed. I squirted some perfume on my upper thighs and considered the coat. Hot memories of my sexually charged fantasy licked through me, making my nipples stand straight up. I had a feeling I'd wind up comparing Bradford to the major all night. At least I'd be horny, I thought, staring at my breasts and...
This work is purely fiction and has no links to any real life characters or events. All characters in this story are 18 and over. ***** I awake early the next day. Weirdly no sex dream but I did have one bad case of morning wood. I look under the covers at my throbbing member. I grab it with my hand and it instantly feels good. Slowly I begin to stroke it...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Chapter 8: Turning Things On for Debbie Mum was back at work the day after Boxing Day and I went into the garden centre as I had arranged for some suppliers to make deliveries and I had work that I wanted to g...
As much as Sara loved to hear his voice, she hated not having him there with her better. His touch always warmed her like hot cocoa in a winter night no matter what the actual weather was outside or in. He was the man she always ran to whenever there was something wrong in her life and yet the only thing that was wrong with her now is that he wasn't there in...
Trish's Story After our long conversation about the libertine club, I had thought about it more and more. It just seemed so deliciously naughty, yet so impossibly difficult to actually do. Could I really shag someone I'd never met before for the simple reason we both wanted a, no strings attached, shag? Hardly. I didn't even feel comfortable with the idea o...
The story so far: Angry over being given 5 day's detention by the gorgeous but evil English teacher, Becky "Ballbreaker" Beakman, David Finch (that's me) devised a plan for revenge. I borrowed a video camera from the AV lab of my high school, and went to Beakman's house after dark. The idea was to get video of her naked, and share it with the whole school. W...
All characters in this narrative are at and above the age of 18. ***** The season was quickly coming to an end and I was loathing it. I had the perfect set up with the locker room. Now that the regional tournament was upon us, I would be losing that sweet spot to get my eye-candy feast in. Jim was back and I was regulated to my assistant coach position. Pr...
Thank you for reading my serial novel, 'Tom & Sue & John & Debbie.' If you haven't read Chapters 1-23, please do so before reading this chapter otherwise you'll be missing out on all the details of the story as it was told to me. It's Monday on State's campus after the big football game against the Irish, and after a two week absence, it's time for Donna t...
The pod door to the cryo-pod hissed and slowly opened. I sat up and shook my head, coughing while I did. I stepped out onto the cold, metal floor of the cryo-room of the IMC Shadow. John James, Eddie Sharpe, Reese Kyle, Tyson Smith and Scarlet Dale all slowly rose from their cryo-pods, coughing as well. "I fucking hate cryo." Sharpe said with a cough. Sharp...
Normality! Sweet, contented normality! The next few days passed as if the previous tumultuous months hadn't happened. My husband Pete and I got up together, had breakfast together and went to our separate places of work where, for the first time in weeks, I was able to concentrate properly on my job and not my impossibly complicated private life. We had di...