With this story, I am going to begin a new form of storytelling. This story is open-ended -- that is to say, it will continue as I have new tales to tell and end when it ends. I hope you enjoy this first installment and will look forward to further adventures as I write them. The sunlight streamed into the bedroom of the Chateau, signaling the start of a n...
I had just got the Boeing 747-400 up to our cruising altitude of 35,000 feet, about 25 minutes out of Los Angeles International, when there was a tap on the cockpit door, followed by the delightful blonde stew, Debbie, with coffee for myself, First Office Smith and Flight Engineer Brown. "Thanks Debbie, just what the doctor ordered," I smiled, accepting my...
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What was he doing out there? I wondered as we stared at each other. The second question was who was he? Unlike the vampire that had been with Maurice, I didn't know this man but he seemed to know me. I made a decision, I don't care what Annie said or did, I was not leaving this room until it was time to go home and once there, I was never setting foot in thi...
I was worried, my wife Carol had told me after her lesbian encounter with the two bi girls she may never go back to heterosexual lovemaking. But I needn’t have, by the next morning she’d got all her other urges back. She told me she only wanted sex with females occasionally as it gave her more sexual scope. She said she was still in love with me as much as...
The night was pleasant. I could hear the sounds of the night, which at first intimidate us and then soothes. It was cool and there was a slight breeze. The moon was up in all her glory. Rock stones, sculptured squarely, walled the natural pond. The moonlight gave a silvery hue to the stones. The night had a perfect setting for my fantasies to be enacted. My...
This part of the story covers a couple of categories so I have kept it in the group category as that is where the first part is posted. It contains anal, gay sex, straight sex and toy play. If that isn't your thing then maybe this story isn't for you. But feel free to enjoy. ***** My head was still spinning. I had just had a threesome with two of my closes...
Hey, David here. I've got another Study Fucker story for you. This time I bang Jeanette Ulahmed. But first, my usual background info. I'm a student at Wayne State University on a Basketball scholarship. I have four female friends (Uhuva Blumenfield, Tina O'Reily, Alyssa Monroe, and Jeanette Ulahmed) who I've known since High School or longer and are four of...
This is not a stand alone story, if you haven't read part one it will make no sense. ***** Tina was touching my face gently, running her finger over my cheek bone, asking if I was sure I wanted to be with a skinny black woman. "Never more sure in my life Tina, we're together from here on, I'm afraid you're stuck with me. Besides, it's not your child, it...
**A reader commented that a holiday story should have redemptive value, in the spirit of the season, and that, perhaps I fail to tap into that delirious, all-consuming happiness that each and every one of us must feel during the long, cold winter months. Of course, it could be that redemption—good or ill—is in the iris of the beholder. --Indeed...