Chapter 1: The Stalking I'm always on the lookout for chauvinist pigs with inflated egos that need to be taken down a notch or two. Fortunately for me, or unfortunately, I don't ever have to look very far. The arrogance of some men really astounds me. It is not even their arrogance, it is their presumption that if they are arrogant there isn't anything wro...
(A usual, this was made possible by Aquagal who started the idea, MagicalHands and SpicySouthernBelle who read it through for me and Aqua's sister in plotting, fungatorgurl) Greg was just getting home from the pizza place when his cell phone went off. He lived on his own now since his seduction at the hands of Anne Marie. Her pure passion seemed to open hi...
Shelly's lips were firm and lush, and the breath from her nostrils smelled vaguely of ketchup and French fries. I thought it was the most remarkable breath I had ever smelled. Her hand went to the back of my neck and tightened slightly on the loose hair at my nape. Shelly's tongue darted against my lower lip for a moment, and my own darted out to chase hers,...
My twin sister and I live together. Before your eyes flick up to check if this is a "taboo/incest" story, let me assure you that it is not. O.K.; yes, yes, I confess; in the forty one years, seven months and three days since our birth, we have indeed "had sex" with each other. A fumbling attempt at penile-vaginal copulation at the age of twelve, and, thirt...
I stood on the hot train platform trying my best to squeeze into the sliver of shade that was falling on the pavement. The strap from my bag was causing a strip of sweat to spread over my shoulder. With nowhere to sit, I had little choice but to stand in front of the train doors, waiting for the whim of the conductor to open them. I was on my way home after...
I grew up in a small town in rural Connecticut. It was a fairly simple life long before technology permitted everything. There were endless days enjoying simple pleasures and having fun. My partner in 'crime' those days was the neighbor girl Karen. She was a year younger than I, so we grew up together, we were inseparable through school and for a brief time...
Audrey stared, fascinated by the sight of the small male anus being stretched around the fat cockhead. She watched Isabella in her pretty stockings and blouse, looking so pretty and dainty as she continued to jerk off her paperboy while he was being sodomized. She knew the big penis would stroke his prostate and produce an enormous amount of cream from the y...
She is riding a crowded SkyTrain heading for Waterfront Station, lunchtime, on a gray Vancouver day. No seats, so she is standing, purse over her shoulder, hanging onto a bag at her feet with one hand and the overhead strap with the other. Lurching to a stop, the doors open and another surge of passengers enters. He stands, unintentionally in front of her,...
"Yes," repeated Kate, softly and seriously. "And I suppose I have to admit it wasn't at all pleasant at the time – in fact, I was terrified. But, now – well, it still gives me a thrill to recall it. I had just turned eighteen and I was on holiday, with my parents – under serious protest. We were in Weston-super-Mare, and I had taken up with a local boy, call...
What is this feeling inside of me? It's like a rush of adrenaline throughout my body. I can't help but stare at this magnificent creature. Her petite, athletic frame is accentuated by the clothes she is wearing. Dark pink leggings, pink running shoes, White spaghetti tank, and a thin white cardigan hoodie. Her hair is pulled back into a tight pony tail givin...