NOTE: If you run over this story elsewhere, it's because I'm posting it on three websites. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * FOREWORD: To those of you who have never read any of my stuff before, this is a plain old dirty story. Hopefully, it's hot. I'd like to think it's kind of fun. It is semi-autobiographical. I did have a friend like this, but his...
Day 17 "So, er, all ok?" David said, nervously. Annabelle had only got home an hour before and they had barely said a word. "Yep, all fine," she said, flicking through the clothes in her wardrobe. "I'm going out again in a bit, so you'll have to entertain yourself today." "Oh, right, where are you off to? Is it with Curtis?" "Yes, we're going to a sex sh...
TIME FLIES I had been in Paris a year and things could not have gone better with my job, learning the French language and my sex life. I had been very successful generating new business for the firm and led a major consulting engagement, for which I received an outstanding review and substantial bonus. My French was excellent and although not fluent, I cou...
It was a family business and Rajani had been working there ever since gaining her doctorate at Cambridge some six years ago. SHORTS was an accounting firm of some standing in the city. Founded just before the war it been handed down through three generations to her own father who had worked himself to an early grave some two years past. Rajani, being the mos...
Readers, this is a mom and son cuckolding story. That means that the central idea of the story is a hot MILF getting banged by guys to her son's humiliation. These kinds of stories don't have happy endings, and the son never fucks the mom. It's not incest, it's much closer to humiliation cuckolding. If you don't like stories like that, don't read this! If yo...
Trust me when I tell you I've kept my kinky alternate life style a closely guarded secret from my family and friends. If you've ever encountered me at my workplace, or socializing with my friends, you'd judge me to be on the conservative side. I never dress provocatively. Blouses buttoned up to my neck. Skirt hems that reach below my knees, or failing that,...
*This story is based off the events mentioned and not mentioned in the song EX-Boyfriend, by Lil Dicky. It will be told from each characters point of view. Enjoy * EX-Boyfriend "How in the hell did I get here?" Cris thought to himself, as he was blindfolded and strapped to the Saint Andrew's Cross. I knew I shouldn't have invited Katie and her boyfriend o...
Day Four: The Second Island We were up a little early so we could get ready and right out to breakfast. The food was great and I was hungry. Back at our cabin, we got our things together for our excursion. That was the day for swimming with the turtles, playing on the beach, and of course rum punch. On the islands, rum was cheap and such an easy quick way t...
Pete's subsequent visits to Audrey were in a similar vein although she did dress differently each time. Last time she wore a shiny black latex miniskirt with latex stockings. They still started with Pete licking her to orgasm then being tied down and buggered until he shot his cream over the rubber seat. Then when he was recovered enough he would mount the...
Morning came and before I could even feel the daylight hitting my eyes I felt Rachel's smooth thighs brushing against my cheeks. She had decided to straddle me and surprise me with an early morning treat, and lowered her sweet smelling pussy to brush gently across my lips. "Morning handsome," she whispered down at me and smiled as I opened my eyes to drows...