Was working on a different idea for a guy but it didn't work out. I chose to scrap it and make this from what I did. It wouldn't work with the new version so here it is. * I arrived home from work after a hard and tedious day. I'd usually arrive at the same time as Iris, my friend who was staying at my place for some time, but she had plans that day. Her f...
Autumn had a surprise for James. He was supposed to be home soon and hoped he wouldn't be too much longer. She stood in the kitchen, shifting a little in her high heels as she put the finishing touches on dinner. She was dressed simply, in a red sundress, her brown hair clipped back from her face. "Honey, I'm home!" "Hi, what is this, the '50s?" She joke...
This is a story that involves some forced sex, group sex, dirty sex, and also anal sex with mature women. If you're not interested in that please don't read it and then leave negative feedback. If you are interested, please leave me a message, I'd love to hear your naughty thoughts. It's also not meant to be a great piece of literary prose. It's meant as a f...
Chapter Six: This is a chain story written by Jezzaz, Todd172, Stev2244, Harddaysknight, Girlinthemoon, Qhml1, Oshaw and blackrandl1958. One different author wrote each chapter in this story, building on the work of the preceding author. We are submitting one chapter each day until the story is finished. We would like for you, the readers, to see if you can...
This is the latest of journal entries from my slut. If you haven't read the first two journals, please do so that you can get the full story. The brief version of the full story is that my slut (I now refuse to call her by name, and I will be giving her a new name soon which will be more appropriate for someone in her position) is married with children, and...
Looking up at my wife and her sister I slowly realized that they had been watching me sleep. "Wonder what he was dreaming about," My sister-in-law, Jennifer, said flatly. As I fully woke I realized, to my horror, that my hand was in my shorts holding my limp cock. "I hope he was dreaming about you, Sis, because I think he made a mess in his pants." My wife g...
I had just lost my load in front of Ms. Panington and Ms. Jensen. They had been quite clear that I was not to squirt without express permission. I could not bear to look at them and I hung my head in shame as my cock shrank in front of their disapproving gaze. My hand, my panties, and my belly had cum dripping everywhere and I could see that I had messed the...
Dennis awoke to the sun shining brightly in his eyes. He sat up and stretched his arms, then looked around the room. He was on the top bunk of a bed in the corner, surrounded by other bunk beds full of sleeping boys. Dennis chose this bed for one reason, so that the sun would wake him up each morning before anyone else arose. He had just turned eighteen a w...
Still amidst the depths of winter, I'm impatient to get home and find some respite from the bitter chill of the frosted air. By the time I arrive at the painted flaked door to my flat, my fingers are already starting to numb a little, I struggle for a second to convince the key to snuggle into its lock before finally persuading it. I always have to jiggle th...
Day 2 I'd been checking my watch constantly all day. Desperate for the school day to end, but not for the same reasons as everyone else. I spent most of last night in a combination shock over what happened and excited fantasizing about what might happen next. I masturbated three times thinking about what Ms Marshall was planning to do to me. She would pro...