Worst. Hookup. Ever. Disclaimer: 1. This story is completely true. Nothing about this story is fiction in any way, shape or form. 2. I hate chocolate. Trust me, this is pertinent for this story. 3. This is my first story on here, so constructive feedback is always welcomed. Just recently I met up with a friend of mine, "Coco" for lack of a better nicknam...
I stood on the veranda of our beach bungalow. My name is Richard and I had just fully recovered from a morning sex session with my wife, Fatiha. I was looking forward to the day ahead as I wandered naked out on to the veranda, having just taken a shower. I am 32 years old, about five feet eight inches tall, weighing around 140 pounds and blessed with a huge...
Hi Cous, Sorry I don't get around to writing more often, but you know me. Retirement has been great, but I seem to be more active then ever. BTW (sorry, I'm so used to computer lingo I tend to use it in everyday) Anyway, did you ever get around to looking at any of the stories I written? I know there's porn there, too. But I like them cause I can put alm...
(c) 2009 by Stephwriter Inspired by and written for MsTexas, who also kindly acted as editor. As recompense for her services as an unofficial tour guide I'd invited Charleen around to my holiday apartment for a meal. She knew I enjoyed cooking and was looking forward to one of my meals but I had something else planned. I had been taking massage lessons at...
Clip clops heralded the arrival of the carriage. A massive clydesdale drew it along and it was driven by a hunched man whose features were enshrouded by a hooded cloak. The cart was compact, inky, and illuminated only by a pair of swinging lamps that had been filled with light-bugs from the previous dawn. Silver lines of enchanted runes outlined the bottom...
They had been looking for her. Well not exactly her but some descendants of her Grandmother's family. It was romantic in a way. During the First World War a man and a woman fell in love. The man was Canadian and far from home defending the boarder of a country he had barely knew existed before being sent to the front lines. The woman was Danish and had seen...
Previously in "Heather Shows Me What I've Missed" I tell the story of how I was introduced to a whole new world of sexual experience and excitement by a very young and cute, masseuse. I finished that story telling the reader that I had gone back to her three more times, but, when I called to set up a fourth visit ... "Hi Heather, it's Brad, I'm coming down...
A sweltering day in August finds us arriving at our chosen holiday destination, a baking hot Yellowstone National Park. Heat haze hangs in the air blurring the impressive natural beauty and the thousands of other sightseers also present. We'd thought this out well in advance and had picked a camping spot a long drive away from any of the major attractions....
Monica swept into my surgery on a Thursday. She was a strikingly tall woman, six foot tall in bare feet. Her incredible legs were long in relation to her whole tall body. This was emphasised by a short, mid-thigh skirt and matching heels. Her legs were simply a thing of fantasy. But when you could tear your eyes and mind from them, you realised how much else...
The next day, Wednesday, I arrived at Wendy's, after work, about 6.30pm and we went to a local restaurant for dinner. The summer heatwave was still enveloping Sydney, and while we were enjoying the last of a bottle of wine she asked, "Want to go for another swim lover? I know a lovely rock pool I'd like to show you" Imagining a semi naked Wendy in a rock p...