-Keegan- "Keegan! It's been too long!" my mom squealed when she opened the door. She got on her tip-toes and wrapped her arms around my neck. I picked her up and spun her around, relishing in the delight that I got just from being in her presence, it had been too long and I intended to never let this much time pass between visits. The aroma of dinner crept...
Emma's POV A week had passed since the first time we ventured to the cove, and we'd returned twice since when the parents hadn't been watching us closely. Keegan and I had been sneaking off while everyone was busy, and it wasn't until we'd found ourselves with the house to ourselves that we let loose. We knew all the parents were on the beach, and that Amy,...
-Keegan- When I walked into The Riff, I felt great... I looked good, smelled good, and felt awesome. It didn't take me long to spot Blondie behind the bar, she looked amazing with her hair in a messy ponytail, her short black shorts, and low-cut white Riff tee shirt. I walked over and took a seat. "Hey, Sexy," she greeted me with a smile, sliding me my us...
This story is set in the same AU as With Good Intent and Hilo's Tower Tales. As always, I welcome your comments and emails, and thank you for reading! –Guinevere A. Hart * * * * * Céde was the last to arrive at the simulation chamber. The chamber was fifty feet across and about two and half stories high, with a balcony circling the perimeter. The other Sor...
Quincy jumped right into his timed spiel and Sabrina continued walking to the car. "Well—Sabrina it's difficult to explain this when you haven't heard Keegan's side yet." Quincy didn't want to ruin Keegan's opportunity to make himself look bad. He wanted Keegan to tell her the tale of his intersecting relationships and his trip to Florida. But Quincy neede...
I sat at my desk at work and tried to look busy. In reality I was looking at pictures of Michelle Keegan (the stunning brunette barmaid in Coronation Street) and imagining her being under my desk sucking me off. Every so often I risked a reach down with my hand and rubbed my stiffening dick. The office I shared with three other people was pretty empty ( Dave...
-Keegan- I stood there, damn near in shock. My scream was lodged in my throat. I felt like such a pussy, but this was no average five-foot-something, one-hundred-something pound chick I was dealing with here. She was dangerous. Subconsciously, I considered my options: If I screamed, she would fucking kill me. If I kept quiet, she would fucking kill me. If I...
I don't know what you call it where you live but in my country someone who steals women's underwear off a clothes line is call a snow-dropper. I have no idea why it is called snow-dropping but a little research shows it to be an old British slang word for a linen thief that originated around 1810. My story began when I was a teen boy in the early 1980's whe...
****************************** Hey Guys, This is my weak attempt at a hybrid of the popular ABC show Castle and the new hit, Rake. Pardon me if the actual non-erotic parts of the story are a bit fuzzy or the storyline's a bit crap. I'm here to write porn, the surrounding stuff is necessary. Plot twist, there's a threesome, which is MMF. I don't know how lo...
April 12, 1922 It was a full house. People were dancing, shouting, and having a great time. Everyone was eager to see the beautiful, Raven Hart in person. Raven was sitting in her dressing room, drenched in sweat and trying to control her breathing. She peeked outside, observing the crowd. "I cannot do this, I cannot do this," she whispered over and over...