I got the frantic call about 5:30 in the evening. It was my girlfriend Jenny. She was really wound up and hysterical about something. I was planning on spending the weekend at her apartment but wasn't supposed to be there until seven o'clock. "Mark, get over here right now. You gotta see this! You won't believe it!" She said panting. "See what?" I replied...
When I was in the 11th grade, a guy a year older than me, a senior named Dick that I was dating, compared me to Anna Nicole Smith, the stripper that married a very old, very rich man. She was in the news a lot then, being sued about whether she could inherit the old man's estate. This guy said that we were both "sexy big blondes". My reaction was "Me?" I'd a...
Part 4 of my series inspired by Razmagurk's "Girlfriend with Testing Device" series. Raz has read it and approves, all ideas about swapping and the consequences are from Raz's stories. There are no swaps in this chapter but keep reading... XXXXXXXXXXXX The next morning when I woke up I felt...funny. Different. Like I was...I don't know, puffy, or somethi...
This is the concluding chapter in the series known as My Curvy, Sexy Mature Neighbour. Again, to get the most pleasure out of this chapter, please read the preceding chapters to get the full context to this story. This chapter will attempt to bring a closure to a steamy period of intense, relentless sexual activity I had with two curvy voluptuous women; my G...
REPORTING -- CRUNCH TIME Ten married ladies had left from Houston for a week's holiday in Las Vegas as members of the Houston Wives Club. Their eyes have been opened to so many different moralities, attitudes and sights that they are no longer really describable as innocent wives from highly protected environments letting their hair down and able to return...
With firm hands working smooth, lightly scented hempseed oil into her back and a drink to indulge in, Letalya was in paradise, or as near an approximation of it as the small apartment she kept in the city could hope to be. Abel was a talented masseuse, his fingers finding all the right places of tension and easing the stiffness out in a way that all but melt...
Author's Note: Hello again, everybody! Let's keep this momentum going! Also, an actual warning: This chapter represents a relative low point in our protagonists' journey and may be a bit difficult to read if this level of alteration disturbs you. That said, though our heroes are in a dark place right now, this is not the end of their story. No matter how dar...
Darren's sweat dripped down on Julie's face and she turned her head to one side and grimaced. She knew he was close; his ragged breathing and less controlled movements were a sure sign that he was about to come. "Haa...Urghhhh," was all he could say as he shot his semen deep into Julie's vagina. She sighed and thanked goodness it was all over, as Darren rol...
(Author's notes: If you are looking for a quick "whip/fuck/thank you Sir" D/s story then this one may not be for you as, like most things in life, it takes times to develop. This is a BDSM love story of a mature dominant and a submissive almost half his age. The Dominant in this story, Noel Wilson, had a cameo appearance in my last story, "Born To Serve". "R...
South East England August 25th 1996 "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." Mrs Parsons, or Sarah as she now insisted on being called, held up a folded piece of paper and waved it at James. They had met for drinks several times since the infamous sexual escapade at the end of term, always during one of James' visits home from University, and he couldn...