I had spent a lot of time trying to relax. I had a myriad of emotions flowing through my body. Anger, regret, pain, jealousy, and sadness to name a few. But there was love, too. I had loved Ann Marie Santos for nearly my whole life. I had loved her since I knew what love was. In middle school we were best friends. In high school we were boyfriend and girlf...
Authors Note: Thanks to everyone for the comments and encouragement it is much appreciated. I have definitely adopted some of the ideas proffered; even using a few of the abusive comments, within the text. I haven't used every idea, as it would change the story too much, you can't please all the people all the time, though some of these observations and idea...
This is a LONG story. If you don't like long stories or stories driven by plot and characters rather than just sex, you might want to skip this one. -------- ---------------- Disclaimer: The following story is a work of (hopefully) erotic fiction. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of sexual activities, please stop reading now. Any resemblance bet...
There will be some readers of this account who have not yet had the pleasure of lying with an eighteen year old girl on a picnic rug, sunbathing naked after making love, occasionally kissing her soft skin, firm breasts, hard crinkled nipples, and willing lips. I suspect that even fewer readers will have had shared the experience with the eighteen year old...
I'd not long returned from my morning 8k run and still had an adrenaline buzz so, after checking my e-mails I decided to have a scroll through a couple of my favourite porn sites and have a nice leisurely wank, when there was a knock on my flat door. As I approached the door I rearranged my stiff cock to avoid any embarrassment. When I opened the door ha...
It was really coming down, the rain falling incessantly. Those who were out on the street hustled quickly wherever they were going, leaning into the wind or cowering under umbrellas. I smiled vindictively. If I wasn't getting a Bank Holiday, then at least everyone else's was being ruined by the weather. It was petty, I know, but most of us would share my s...
Suzanne and Kate sat at a table on the deck of the ski lodge cafe. They had finished skiing for the day, and were watching the slope where their husbands were making a final run. Suzanne's husband, Mark was a big man who plowed through the mogul field, his legs working like pistons as he raced down the slope. Kate's husband, Tim, almost danced through the mo...
After Jill had kissed her lover good bye, we showered, had a hearty breakfast, and took coffee on the porch. "Well!" She declared. "All is well. Very well." "I don't know where to begin." "Watching you with him was like having a threesome for the first time. It's been so long." "It was so much better than the others it might as well be the first." "I...
Chapter 3: A True Cum Slut Is Born I called Cal at around 7:00 the following morning. Brian hadn't come home until well after midnight, still fuming at what the painters had done to his meticulous work. We had gone to bed shortly after that. He had been snoring fitfully at 5:30 when I had gotten up to pee, and I vaguely recalled someone kissing my cheek a...
****Chapter 3 - Finally fucked Author Note: If you haven't read the previous stories, I highly recommend you go back and read Chapters 1 and 2. Also Chapter 3a - The Shopping Trip, is released as a bit of a 'side-note', and is intended to fit halfway through this chapter. It's not required reading, but a nice little aside that I got a little carried away on...