The car inched forward slowly, hardly moving a foot before the car in front stopped. The lights were green but the traffic just wasn't moving. She strained her neck, trying to look beyond the cars in front to see what the holdup was caused by. Stephanie sighed as she sat drumming her fingers impatiently on the steering wheel. She couldn't see very far in f...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. My name is Derek Weathers. Among my very earliest memories are playing with my friend, Jerry Sanders. The Sanders family...
Kate had just experienced perhaps the single best fucking she had ever had, and now she found herself on her elbows and knees with Derrick lubing her asshole with his own spit. During the past several days, the sex she had had with Marc was nothing short of fantastic. But, between orgasms they had spent at least twenty minutes or so at the minimum caressing,...
More Wine Please The dark blue walls of the bedroom seemed to close in as Lucky awoke to find Cheryl curled up next to him. He smiled as he noticed that she hadn't bothered to put her pants back on before curling up on the bed and passing out. She must have been just as exhausted as he had been. He gently slid his hand over the curve of her hip before sta...
Judy looked out the window and watched as the car drove away, sighing as she felt his seed dripping down the inside of her thigh. She hated whenever Jason left her, and hoped that he wasn't leaving to go meet up with some college slut... or worse yet... her sister. The thought of him with her made her furious, but then again, he had promised something for he...
He sat on the edge of his bed in nothing but loose cotton trousers, his head in his shaking hands, wondering where in the Void he'd gone wrong. His chest ached, and he felt vaguely nauseated. He couldn't decide whether to scream, or cry – or perhaps grab the infuriating woman in front of him and shake her until she talked to him. The door swung closed behi...
O-Week destroyed my dreams of creating a sorority. And reshaped them into something more concrete. How do you found a sorority? What is one in the first place? Luckily, all the new dresses, skirts and blouses at school added as much motivation as distractions. Every day I spent watching beautiful Florida teenagers wandering around campus in low cut tops a...
"He called, Miss Gwen," Molly informed her Mistress and editor over the phone. "Your uncle called? That quickly?" Miss Gwen asked, her voice showing surprise. "Yes, Miss. He said he wants to pay me a visit," Molly replied. "Well, I think we both know what that means," Miss Gwen said, chuckling. "Randy old devil, isn't he?" Molly flushed. "If you say so,...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
It was early Friday evening, and Mr. Spock was in a quandary. Mating time was upon him; he had his most urgent need ever to find a mate, and it wasn't just a matter of being horny. Every seven years, all Vulcanian males experiences pon farr, a powerful biological drive which demands that they mate or die. Finding a female was not a problem, because he had al...