It was fortunate Master inherited money and thousands of acres from his paternal grandfather. Here he built his dream compound and concentrated on his passion. It was he and some of his friends, who built everything at this high desert mountain compound. Master owns thousands of the surrounding acres ensuring everyone’s privacy here at the compound. It is so...
On board the aircraft, the Business Class cabin crew had a glass of champagne in our hands almost before we had sat down, and I was very happy at the extra leg room that I knew we would both appreciate on this long flight. Amy had done her research well, and the seats were exactly as she had said, and the wide armrest between us flipped up to make two very c...
Hi, I bet you just watched me walk down the train, and you've turned back to the table and found I've left this paper behind. I haven't left it by accident. It's a message to you. Yes, you, the guy in the blue shirt. The one who checked me out and smiled so gorgeously when you sat down opposite me at the table. It's a simple message: I want you to fuck me....
I felt weird after that rally. She was happier than ever, though, and I admit what she'd done, and what had happened, was a big sexual kick. I loved her more than ever, she was wild, she was fun! Nothing more happened for a good while, at least I don't know if she got up to anything while out at work or whatever, in the meantime. We went to a couple more pa...
Note- Inspired by the American actress and not actually based on any real event. ***** Kaley Cuoco had been busy in New York City on a break from filming her hit tv show. She had appeared on a few chat shows and now arrived at JFK Airport to take the 10 p.m. redeye to LAX. The actress had chosen Jetblue Airlines for the six hour flight in order to sleep...
This story follows "The Perks of Flying First Class." This is an adult sex story. Everyone in this story is an adult, over the age of 21. Please enjoy and thanks for the views and the votes. **** I was on a private jet heading from Seattle to Burbank Airport (Los Angeles). It was Thursday just after noon. It was the second week in January. There wa...
The light of another California morning came streaming through the hotel room window marking the start of a new day; our last, at least our last day in California. I took these last few moments as I lay in bed half between asleep and awake to reflect on the events of the last two weeks. Which raised the question, what happens when we get home? Heather's nu...
Author's note: I'm not eligible to win anything in this competition since I won something in the Holiday Contest with "The Bell Ringer," but... writing is addictive and I just couldn't help myself! Sometimes I write for readers and sometimes I write for myself. I hope a few of you like it - those who don't please be gentle! Some truth to this tale: everyth...
This is a fictional story about a suburban Chicago couple who drift away from each other sexually only to find themselves again. The story contains straight sex, vaginal sex, oral sex, anal sex, non-consent / reluctant sex, gay sex, lesbian sex and bisexuality. It also involves sex between adults and teenagers but all characters are 18 years of age or older....
Gretchen boarded the flight quite late, as her flight from Los Angeles was delayed - she found her way into seat 1a. She was grateful to be in first class and almost as soon as she was seated, the flight attendant asked what she might like to drink before take off. "Just some soda water with lime would hit the spot, thanks," she answered. "Not much of a...