***Note to those who have asked - yes, the title is a Lovecraft reference and I intend for this story to travel into 'weird' erotic places...thanks for all the feedback and encouragement :)*** ***** The rickety bluestone inn that they booked into had one room left and after dropping off their bags, they went to the tavern for drinks. The tavern was small,...
For the next few hours, they didn’t have any time alone. They sat out on the back patio with their father and talked. Amy had changed into jeans and a black T-shirt. She was getting hornier by the minute so she went into the house, thinking that sooner or later, Jeff would come up and see her. She was right; it took him all of two minutes. He went upstairs...
Reminiscences of a Slut - Renu, the Cock Throb-Part 1. 21 year old Renu was feeling extremely hot in the month of December that too in Ranikhet which is known to be chill cold in winters. She took off her pink shirt and started feeling her self. Her mind started drifting, the guy Babu across in the Chitrakoot Block was an irritant, and he was after her puss...
When my wife first introduced me to her college friend Lucy, Lucy explained that many Koreans take an "American" name. I didn't and still don't know if this is true or not. Lucy was an odd woman. She was extremely talkative, barely 5 feet tall, pudgy in a lumpy sort of way, highly intelligent, and if the stories my wife told me could be believed, she was a t...
We're walking on the street towards our hotel, after a dinner out where there'd been a lot of teasing going on beneath the table. We're both keen to get to our room, and explore the arousal that has been building for hours. You're dressed in stylish black pinstriped pants, coupled with a black belt I can't wait to unbuckle, and a charcoal grey shirt I can'...
WANDA was horny. She sat on her leather couch with her knees together and her feet apart, elbows on her knees. She felt the itch, it crawled up beneath the lacy tops of her stockings, circled the bare stretch of her smooth firm thighs, dove back beneath her short black skirt, rounded her ass and came forward towards her pussy and just sat there, pulsing, d...
Funny story, and kind of gross, too. I met up with my hometown girlfriend Leigh at the Gulf coast when we were on spring break our senior year of high school. Yes, underage-sex NAZIs, everyone in this story was at least 18, though some just barely. Without a car, it was a major deal for me to get all the way from my place at Santa Rosa Beach up to Bay Poi...
Scotland Yard Archivist's note: It is with some embarrassment that I must report that the papers of Dr John Watson became scattered amongst the archives. It has taken some years to piece them together and I am now pleased to present the third and penultimate part of this record. I am currently transcribing the last of Doctor Watson's hand written account and...
This story is dedicated to a Woman without whom there would have been no idea and no story. She knows who she is. -- Her eyes were fixed on the belt holding together his black robe. Partially it was in deference, but she also needed something to concentrate on. The cocktail of drugs she had been given in the village were making her feel light headed and i...
I found his trail outside of town two days later. I crouched down and examined the trail he had left. He wasn't trying to hide where he was going. One horse that he was riding and two other people walking along side the horse. They were slight, smaller feet...so probably women. They were carrying heavy packs. The horse was a trained war horse with expensive...