Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
I can almost feel it working as I follow the student guide with blonde hair down to there, legs going up forever, and a butt-twitcher skirt along the catwalk skimming the tops of labs on one side and looking out into a campus quad through a massive glass window on the other. Eyes raise to us as we pass and then stop and stare—most men staring at Gail; most w...
First we need a main character...A voice if you will to lead us through this sordid torrid, tale...Most of the readers here would prefer female voices I'm guessing and so that is what you shall get. My name is Renee, and I am 28 years old. I'm a pretty average girl I guess. I went to college and got my bachelor's degree. Now I am a mid level manager at a mi...
Katie's close friend Anthony was staying with us for the weekend. Katie and Anthony grew up a block from one another, and their families were close. A perusing of family photos shows the two families present for a litany of BBQs, birthdays, family vacations, and the like. It is safe to say they are the best of friends. I'd wager Anthony is closer to Katie th...
It was a long way from home for Jessica as she strolled the Amazon Rainforest in Ecuador. She was from Salem, Oregon, 25 years old and was an exchange student participating in a Spanish Immersion program from her grad school. Jessica was a pale white girl with long blond hair. She was about 5'5" with an average build. Guys said she had a nice set of boobs, b...
I met the man who would become my husband at a masked charity ball. The attendees all wore fancy dress from the mid-1800s: the men in long tailed coats and ruffled shirts and cravats, the women in high-waist flowing gowns that exposed much of their cleavages. And mine exposed my rather full breasts to their utmost. All the single men, and many of the marrie...
[This is continuation to my story "Spring Fever". Reading that prior to this chapter is suggested, though not necessary] Arun I stirred in the morning and found Swati naked besides me. Her nightie crumpled with tell-tale dried emissions from last night. She was always serene in her sleep. Her light brown nipples no longer firm. I slid off my side and pulle...
My name is Lars Bach. I'm forty-six years old and tonight I'm gonna get a piece of ass that I've been waiting almost twenty years to get. Twenty years is a long time to wait for pussy - but tonight that bitch is gonna spread those lovely legs and I'm gonna fuck her. I know she's gonna fuck. I can see the signs. I been fucking women in their late forties fo...
"What?" I stammered. "What is that?" At 18 I was still quite innocent, naive even, having been raised in a very sheltered family home that was the product of strict fundamental religious beliefs. In fact, I had been "sent away" to this private Bible college by my family in hope that with a year of training post high school, I might consider a career as a mis...
Lisa and Ivory had an uneventful ride to next town to meet Agatha. Ivory loved the lavish dress Lisa had clad her in and the carriage was quite comfortable. As they rode Lisa told Ivory Agatha's story. "Agatha is a young widow. Her husband was killed in an unfortunate accident. Her husband was a nice man, I served in her wedding. Agatha was sad for quite so...