DISCLAIMER: This is a work of erotic fiction featuring interracial sex, cuckolding and mild humiliation. If any of this is not to your taste feel free to look elsewhere. It does not feature long and graphic depiction of sex so if that's your thing you may also like to skip this one. If it still sounds like your cup of tea, enjoy. * Derek spoke softly, but...
I was 28 years old and owned my own place. I lived alone in the two-bedroom house following the break up with my girlfriend the month before. Most nights I would masturbate before going to sleep. As I lay on my bed jerking off, I thought about a number of women. There were women at work, a local girl from the same street and of course the barmaid at the pub...
Peter Bradley, watching TV in the lounge, heard the key in the front door. He checked his watch ... 7.15 pm ... yes, made sense. Must be Vicky, home from work. It was. "Hi Peter," she said, brightly, walking into the lounge and seeing him installed in the armchair. "How was your day?" "Oh you know, the usual," replied Peter. "Yeah sorry, stupid question...
(In the 1950s it was Coopers Jockey Y Fronts that were the fashion statement in male underwear. Goggle, and explore what I mean. They were high waisted. They did not sit on the man's hips but rode higher than the navel. A big Y shaped opening on the front was their hallmark. Elastic kept the legs tight- until they got old and worn and the elastic became infi...
Having loaded the breakfast crockery into the dishwasher, Anne considered how she might spend the New Year Bank Holiday. Brian had gone off to follow the hunt which traditionally met in the Market Place on a New Year's morning, whilst Barnaby and Adam had left early for a non-league football match up in Yorkshire. She knew Adam had left without draining his...
I went to school with Georgie and she was always a bit of a tomboy, an attractive tomboy with blond hair, and a very sexy figure, shown off by tight jeans and tight t-shirt topped off with a leather biker jacket. She was always a very confident young girl and seemed to be a bit of a leader of a gang, a rebel and always broke the rules, smoking at school, pla...
You are warned that some people will find that the sex in the story below shocks them. IF IN DOUBT OR UNDER 18, READ SOMETHING ELSE. This story contains no reference to real events or to real people This story may be reproduced in any form provided credit is given to Penelope Caesar. * * * * * The elderly woman in the white coat sat her well dressed and mi...
This story is a spin-off from the mother-son story "East End Lovers". Readers don't need to know that series at all as this story is self-contained, though chapter 6 of EEL contains some cross-references for anyone interested. The story takes place in London at the end of the seventies. The language and activity is more restrained than in EEL, reflecting Sue...
Author's note: Final part of my Paradise Lust historical stories featuring Captain Cook. The 1988 Australian miniseries starring Keith Michell as Cook partly inspired these fics. Thanks for all the postive feedback! ***** "This day prov'd as favourable to our purpose as we could wish, not a Cloud was to be seen the whole day and the Air was perfectly clear...
In the past I'd been repressed, then liberated. Now I was jaded. Trying to get a sexual response out of my body was exhausting. Like an imbecile hammering on a piano, I had the stamina, the objective—to come—but I could not bring forth a melody. Day after day I tried. I needed to. It was summer, as sultry as London gets, and I had just got in from work. Fee...