Violet and Danielle were arguing. As best friends, they usually got along pretty well, but both of them considered themselves to be a lot more daring than the other when it came to sex. It didn't help that they came from very different sexual backgrounds either. Violet was a very pretty half-Asian, half-white college student with long dark brown hair. In so...
This is a nasty story. There's no love, no romance and little tenderness. The participants do not, 'make love'---they fuck. They do it in every orifice; there's ATM and fucking during menstruation. There is no BDSM, but the sex is not gentle---be warned. I was pulling HQ duty officer one night with an NCO I knew from Vietnam. He was a very sharp, younger th...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. A request for a good friend in the US. ..well this certainly was a challenge. I hope I did it justice. As a teenage girl growing up in the 80s, I had never been one to follow the crowd. Nowhere was this more apparent than in the type of men I lusted after. Whilst my schoolmates filled their walls with posters of the...
For the rest of our time in San Diego, I had a personal, private slut who would have sloppy, squishy, screaming sex with me—anytime, anyway, anyplace, anyway, anywhere, with anybody. She said it, repeated it often and she meant it. I got to fuck her hard, deep and fast. I also got to make slow, careful love with her. I got to fill her ass with my cum and...
My name is George. My wife and I are both 58 and I invested my redundancy money in a small shop two years ago which is doing OK. We open 9.30 -- 4.30 6 days a week and trade is quite good so we decided to take on extra help this year. We've got a Saturday girl, Anna, who does the hard slog on our busiest day, and we've got a lady during the week to cover the...
It was our mother who won the holiday for two as the prize in a newspaper competition. Because my younger sister, Tara, was a bit depressed, she gave us the opportunity to spend two weeks in the Caribbean. Tara was only three months past her eighteenth birthday. Like me she was a blond but less curvaceous due to my greater age. I was fifteen months older!...
I'm the worst kind of FaceBook Friend you can imagine. Yup, you heard me, I'm a devil. I have multiple identities and they are all complete lies. I am not at all what I appear to be; shock, horror, I hear you say. Every identity, every address, everything I assert is a fake. I lie about everything, literally everything. I can be controlling through my pret...
I had met Roxy for a little over two months earlier at the local health club. We had long conversations on our treadmills and began to have dinner together after our Friday night workouts. Many nights we would get something and bring it back to my apartment, since she had two roommates at her's. One evening while we were watching a rerun of 'Pacific Blue',...
Apocalypse Slaves, Part 9: Christina. By: AlexClayton. *** Author's Notes: Seriously, I've done eight of these things already. Do I really need to list trigger warnings in these things anymore? If so, go back to any one of my previous parts and read them and decide if this is a story you want to read or not. In case anyone is wondering; I am taking...
My name is Babbita. I am not the subject of observation. However, I have become part of it. I have gone native so to speak. So you must know me. My inclination has first manifested itself at age seven. I was hiding under a corner bench of a banquet. The grown ups minded their own wedding celebration business and did not pay attention to us kids, especially,...