Many times over the past year and a half I have begun to write a follow-up account of my exploits with my dear friend Katie, who, after sleeping with me on occasion for a couple years, agreed to be the centerpiece of an airtight foursome about a year and a half ago. While we didn't enjoy further sessions of ungodly group sex quite as much as I may have liked...
(All characters participating in sexual activity are age 18 or over.) This chapter is a repost, it has been edited and has undergone very minor rewrites for style and flow. Nothing in the story has been changed. Halloween Special, 2018 Danielle walked up the steps to her friend Maddie's house, still wearing her Westbrook school uniform which now consisted...
** Next chapter in my life story. Please check out the other chapters to help make sense of this story. Also, feedback is greatly appreciated. Love hearing how these stories make people feel. ** ***** As I'm moving forward in my life, meeting with my known FWBs (see last chapters) and having fun, I run across a girl who will change the course of my next fo...
It started like any other normal day, hitting the snooze button at least four times before acknowledging it was time to rise. I rolled onto my back and gazed at the ceiling, letting my mind drift to thoughts of all the jobs that lay ahead of me. This part of the waking up process I liked – savouring those last moments, feeling the caress of the sheets again...
After our hushed conversations online, all I can think about is that first time we stole away in secret to acquaint ourselves. We met openly in a park and walked hand in hand along one of its sparsely traversed trails. You kissed me on the mouth straight away, and for the next hour we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Though we railed against taking ea...
They walked silently together, up the stairs to the loft bedroom above. The wind had turned to rain, and the rain to ice, which now sounded against the windows over the bed. The light from the fireplace below spilled into the loft over the railed edge open to the lower floor, casting a warm glow into the room. She led him in, stopped to face him, and easil...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** The little slut thought she was here to interview for a job. And she was, in a sense. It's just that the job was more in the sense of a morale booster for the men who worked here. I had picked her up at a goth club downtown a few nights ago. We really hit it off, got to ta...
They call me the Huntsman, but my real name is. . . . Well, it really doesn't matter what my real name is. That's not at all the point of this tale. Two days ago—I believe it was a Monday, but I can't be sure as I tend to lose track of time when I'm in the woods—I was on my way to Riding Hood's house. Her grandmother was apparently gone and word was out amo...
Russell was a physically imposing man, of ruggedly handsome proportions, and sheer masculinity. He stood and walked tall of six feet, three inches in height, broad shoulders, and his head always held high in confidence. Russell was a kind and gentle man, but with somewhat of a no nonsense, womanizing demeanor. Despite this less than admirable quality amongst...
Magdalena Shaw sat at her computer later that night searching through internet chat rooms as the sperm leaked out of her well used ass and pussy. Her husband was still futilely trying to make his limp dick hard when she stumbled into a BDSM room. Immediately she started receiving instant messages from Master's swarming to her like fresh meat. Really the swar...