If you have not followed the story so far (see Twin Summer Ch 07), we are bunch of 18 year old's about to leave school and currently on a Duke of Edinburgh Camping trip in beautiful Dorset. * Early to bed and early to rise is the order of the day when you go camping. The flaps of the tent were still open when I awoke naked in a tangle of limbs, the summer...
*Hello All. This is the first story I had written since September 2011. This is based on a comment Tonguelust made regarding her "daddies" and I was able to make a story about it. This contains a gangbang...but the real story happens afterwards. Please make sure you rate it at the end.* * She was pure sex. I know you've heard that before and on a site l...
In my letter to my former wife, I finished: "Raised Quaker, I cannot allow myself to be consumed by hate, but I am deeply disappointed by the you-that-is-now, who was and is a gang-banging corporate and private whore. I still love Miola, the you-that-maybe-used-to-be, who I stupidly believed was a loving wife, but those feelings will fade as time passes. Go...
Chapter 4: Brought it On Myself After the threesome, Gwen didn't seem to want to hang out anymore. The next time Brian came to visit, she would find things for them to do so that we wouldn't all be hanging out in the same room together. This was probably a good idea on her part, since whenever we did happen to be in the same room, Brian would try to get my...
I’d been sitting at home for far too long, and on a whim, I decided to go out to the local club in town. While hooking up would have been nice, I was mainly looking to just get the hell out of my stuffy apartment and let loose for a while. I threw on a pair of slightly faded khakis, pulled a ribbed t-shirt on over my frame and headed out. Along the way, I pl...
It was February the thirteenth, and Cupid was depressed. After years of trying, Psyche, the nympho from down the street, had finally agreed to go on a date with him. The problem was that she wanted to go out on Valentine's Day, the only day of the year he absolutely had to work. There was no way he could help the mortals fall in love and have time for a trys...
SWTOR: A Smuggler, Not A Patriot: Prologue: A Famous Face Inspired by the new Bioware MMO set in the Star Wars universe. I own none of the characters, obviously. Lamalla Rann licked full lips as she spoke. After insulting, waving away and finally attempting to hire the smuggler, she was now negotiating. A bit of seduction never went awry, except when it d...
"So," she said with a smirk, "I guess you want to hear my whole sad story." She took a drag from her cigarette and exhaled lazily toward the ceiling. "Is it sad?" I asked with a smirk of my own. "It has to be sad," she said, "Otherwise I wouldn't be here." She raised both her hands to her shoulders in a gesture to take in the whole seedy bar we were in....
"Are you guys going to untie me?" I asked. "Yes we are." Hank and Jim replied. Hank and Jim untie me and I start to rub my arms where they were tied. "What are you guys going to do with me know?" I asked. "Jen we invited a couple of friends over." Hank said. "How many?" I asked. "Three." Jim replied. "Oh Hank this means I get to live out my gang-bang...
Anna had talked to Them, whoever "Them" was. Anthony knew it. Anna was quiet and a little worried, and that wasn't like her. They had all gone back to the Winnebago and returned to a camp near Savannah, catching the occasional military personnel on leave and giving private little shows. "They" had not liked the notoriety that Shawn had been getting. Anthon...