James felt as if he was going insane. It was summer, the sun was shining and he was at the beach ogling girls. Tits of all shapes and sizes surrounded him, wrapped in bikini tops, one pieces and other pieces of fabric of varying coverage. James' heartbeat pounded in his ears and throbbed in his crotch, digging a furrow in the sand beneath him. He was lying o...
[Thanks for choosing HSOWAF! I have started introducing conditional chapters into the story, so please hit that 'start game' button on the right of your screen for the best reading experience. Also, feel free to leave a like or comment on any chapters that tickle you along the way. Enjoy!] Harry Potter was back at the newly rebuilt Hogwarts to complete his w...
It was a typical Saturday morning. We got a chance to sleep in a little, and my boyfriend, Chris, had planned to go help his buddy with something for a few hours today, so I decided I could head to the mall and get some long overdue shopping completed. Of course, as a young 29 year old women, I loved shopping just as much as any other women, but with expens...
I can't decide. Both titles flow off the tip of the tongue rather well. And some how tongue and flowing is appropriate in these stories. No, it's not always all about Dollie. All of those things I wrote about her dressing like a slut, teasing other men, and me watching little strippers caused my manhood to often wake up. It was a new opportunity for young...
It's a Saturday morning, cloudy and grey. As I slowly wake up, I can hear the rain thudding against the roof and windows. I wish I could fall back asleep and re-enter my dream world, an encounter that has left my pussy aching and moist, where you were teasing me and making me beg for my orgasm. I can almost feel your fingers running over my body, teasing my...
Here it is 7:00AM, I'm lying in bed with my six inch hard on, which you can't see (nor feel) as it is concealed under the covers. Meanwhile you're sitting at the computer in the corner of our bedroom. I give myself a few obligatory strokes. And yes, I want to fuck, but you're mind is elsewhere, off in the distance of some far away land (so much for computer...
By the time Amy came back that Monday I was already at class, and she was asleep when I got in late that evening. We didn't get a chance to talk until Tuesday night. She had just come in the door when I got back from the library. "So, did you enjoy yourself this weekend?" "Yeah, I did," I was slowly overcoming my shyness about talking about sex, "A lot," I...
This is a different kind of story, one that I have not attempted before. I would welcome feedback on it. I suspect that it might be too rambling for some but we all like different things and variety is not a bad thing. Any suggestions for future stories would be welcomed. My personal favourite theme is masturbation, but what the heck I'll try anything once!...
The first thing I see when I walk into Good Vibrations - the first thing that anyone probably sees, can’t avoid seeing - is the complex display of leather strap-on gear adorning the left wall of the store, each item accompanied by a label bearing a name like “Texas Two-Step” and “British Bulldog.” Below that is the stuff you’re supposed to be strapping your...
"And don't come back!" That's the last you hear before you're kicked out into the street and a door is slammed behind you. This isn't the first time you've been kicked out of an inn, but it is the first time you have been thrown out into the street in the middle of the day stark naked, your belongings kept by the proprietor to pay your debt. You bl...