Disclaimer: This story is completely fictitious and fantasy-based; these events did not happen, aren't likely to happen, and the celebrities depicted do not act like this in real life. Also, minors should not read further. ***** Yet another year, yet another award season. With the Golden Globes just announced, and the winners gaining a renewed rush for t...
Dawn was fuming. She paced to and fro in her tiny cell and silently cursed the bailiff for not coming for her. Just an hour earlier, she had been having the time of her life in the back seat of a taxi. The driver decided that he needed pussy more than money and was driving his sturdy cock into her needy cunt. Although they were in a relatively secluded area,...
This is the night we've been waiting for, for ages! "The Dinner Party" We prepare all day for this and we were totally exhausted! Let me tell you all about it! Jay and I had a great sex life .We were obviously meant for each other, Nothing seemed to be too * out of it * for us. We were lying beside each other after a Great night of sinful sex. I said to Ja...
Feedback is welcome. I suggest you read PART 1 first. We had been down to the naturist beach with my wife's friends and they had had much fun getting myself and another guy naked (and more). Our friends were: Jenny, a posh speaking, tall woman with a super-model physique and her boyfriend Mark who was equally tall with a fit body (he is a personal trainer...
"Magical time of the year, my ass!" I said to myself while I waited in the mall for my wife to call me on my cell phone. Here I was at the only mall in this town surrounded by umber-white, cheese eating, un-cultured pig farmers doing their Christmas shopping and my nerves were beginning to wear thin. My wife, Susan, abandoned me to run to her office for a...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * Husband sabotages wife's Valentine's celebration with his sudden nudism. Robert listened to his wife, Susan, yapping endlessly about her plans for her Valentine Day celebration. She was like this with every obscure holiday. Every month it seemed they threw a party that cost nearly as much as their da...
We all have a circle of friends who can talk us into doing things that deep in our hearts, we know to be extraordinarily bad ideas but at the time, seem like they make perfect sense. I was the voice of reason for ours. If I was *good* at being the voice of reason, or getting my two idiot friends to actually listen to me, I wouldn't be telling this tale. We...
They call me Red Fire. This is partly because of my hair and partly because Red is the only name I admit to. I'm what they call a heroic adventurer, going around righting wrongs, and if I happen to accumulate a little treasure while doing this, good luck to me. You can think of it as my way of stimulating the economy. I find unused and lost treasure and sp...
It probably sounds like the act of a woman obsessed, but I really did have some dry cleaning to pick up that following Monday and it was a gorgeous day so I decided to walk. And if that walk just happened to take me past the fire house, well…okay. Yes. Maybe I was a little obsessed. But all I was doing was walking, right? Jack and another fireman hottie wer...
Chapter 8: Post-match analysis Author's note: This story is complete fantasy. Any resemblance to people, living or dead, companies or inventions is purely accidental. The story will make more sense if chapters 1 to 7 are read first. ********** At five minutes past five on Sunday, Peter and Jenny were sitting comfortably in the living room of David and S...