Due to the almost speeding ticket and the subsequent events (see the previous story for details), I didn't make it to the opera "Carmen" on Saturday. There is an encore performance of Live at the Met at the movie theater on Wednesday evening. I leave early this time. Wasn't delayed by morning sex, and am not being distracted by thoughts thereof. I watch my...
I peer into the mirror lazily. I dry my skin and pump the lotion from the bottle, realizing it's running low and I'll need more soon. I look at the alarm clock next to the bed and realize I'm running late. I hurry, lathering on the lotion to my freshly shaved legs and my bare arms, before glancing back into the mirror before I go to pick out something to wea...
To Smokie's Bar, deep in the heart of the throbbing city. Behind the bright, pastel colours of the suburbs, past the smog of the motorways, away from the neat precision of the business district and just down the road from the industrial complexes. It's ten past midnight on a typical Friday night, music blares from jukeboxes in this sleazy area and An eclecti...
Ch 4 – The Pond Sasquatch gets wet – in more ways than one NC This is a copyrighted original work of erotic fiction. All rights reserved. I gradually awoke to the sound of birds singing and the light hitting my closed lids. I was laying on my side and as I opened my eyes, they gradually focused on the two faces staring me from just over the edge of the m...
Constructive criticism and comments encouraged. -----oooOOOooo----- Jenny, part 4. Jenny's view. The beach house was a modest affair. A small bedroom with bath on the first floor, as well as the kitchen, dining area, and an oversized living room with fireplace and a deck leading to the beach. The second floor was a loft, and contained the master bedroom...
"Uh oh... I... haven't got any money..." I was in New York city for the first time, on a trip by myself in an attempt to become more independent. That was apparently not going well, as I was a bit overzealous in my shopping all evening, and was now penniless, in a cab taking me to my drab motel room. "Whadju say?" the boorish cab driver asked, half turning i...
That morning found us at our most tender, and most raw. Darcie woke up with the memory of the risk she had taken, the risk of destroying our relationship over her desire to suck a strange boy's cock. I found that my love for her was not lessened by the act, that instead we had grown closer. In some weird way we were both freer to be ourselves in front of eac...
As soon as her husband hopped into the cab, Lisa was on her phone. "He's gone," she texted. "Come over." Her phone buzzed a moment later. "I'll cum where I want. Dress up for my cock." She hurried up the stairs to change. She had spent the last week getting ready for Richard's visit. Her whole body was waxed and tanned a rich olive tone. Her dark hair wa...
Early October "Mary, seriously I can't find anyone. It's like every guy we know is in class or not answering their cell phone. You would think by offering guys some beer and a place to watch the playoffs, they would be willing to sit there with their shirt off and let me draw them." "Did you call Johnnie?" "Yeah, he's in class but he said he'd put out the...
Before you start reading, just warning you that this story takes place in a fantasy world. If you think the characters and places in this story are real, talk to your doctor, seriously, somethings wrong with you. Also, this story has lactation so if you're not a big fan of that, still give the story a try :) (oh and if you haven't read part one of this seri...