"Even Mickey enjoys the opera, don't ya, boy?" Mickey's father asked. "Of course, pa." He replied and then chomped on a forkful of mashed potatoes. Mickey Jenkins did enjoy the opera, but what he looked forward to the most was the formality of the affair. Wearing a tuxedo made him feel mature, a younger version of his dashing father. But the most important...
I. Lucia sat on the steps of her home, looking into the street. She crossed her legs, uncrossed them, and crossed them again. All of her friends were gone to college again: another summer's end plagued with boredom and loneliness. It wasn't as though her parents couldn't afford to send her to college, but Daddy said she wasn't ready. Just like she wasn't re...
This story contains foot fetishism and interracial sex. So please skip this story if either or both of these two subject matters bother you. Constructive criticism and positive feedback is always welcomed! ***** "Dammit Kevin are you going to talk to me or what?" Lindsay said, while playfully kicking her friend in the side as he focused on the t.v. screen...
I’m in my late twenties now, and married. We don’t have kids yet, and aren’t really worrying about it. We’re just fucking a lot. Actually, I have fucked a lot all my adult life; at least since I was eighteen. I remember that because I remember the first cock I ever had inside me, and it was on my eighteenth birthday. I thought of it as my birthday present...
John watched his buddy Dan maneuver his way through the crowded living room and up towards his dream girl, Amy Mitchell. John was happy that Dan had finally worked up enough courage to at least talk to Amy, whom he had lusted over for nearly three years of high school. John glanced around at the crowd of teenagers attending Samantha Mathers' party and grin...
This is the second in the series about a young woman's discovery of exhibitionism. It contains a little reluctance. Special thanks to Xpoerotica for feedback and support. * When I got home after winning second place in an amateur stripper competition to get the money to pay my rent, I sat on my bed with a glass of wine. It wasn't until after I'd signed my...
I am Sultana. Since the day I was born, I have never left my village. My village is my world, and it's my paradise. I have wonderful parents. They work very hard to put food on the table. I hardly see them these days because of their work, they leave early in the morning and returns late at night, mostly after I sleep and leave again before I wake up. I fe...
**Be fore-warned. The following contains an incestuous love story with three sisters, stuck in a mansion in the woods and no toiletry facilities. If you've read any other of my stories you know what happens. If not, I'll warn you it contains scat, messy shit, and girls loving how gross it is. If that's not your thing, you can turn back now and save yourself...
"I need a shower," Rita announced, heading up the stairs, "And so do you". Once they had thoroughly washed, dried, and dressed in shorts, tee shirts - no bras, they retired to Rita's room sitting on her bed reflecting on the past few hours, and the rest of the summer. "What are you thinking?" asked Rita. "About the last few hours. The last few weeks. T...
Thanks to my editor, Nymphwriter, and my loyal beta readers who found my errors and made suggestions to improve my story. Any other errors you may find are mine alone. * * * It's said that opportunity only knocks once, and am I ever lucky I answered that knock. Looking back, though, my childhood wasn't all that lucky. Dad and mom both worked to provide eno...