There's something about that delicious little zing you get running up your spine when you do something wrong that's hard to beat. When I was little, I waited until sundown to throw a leg over the neighbor's low fence, creep across the yard, and gently cup and twist from the branch that low-hanging, sun-ripened apple I'd watched fatten and blush all week long...
Hi readers, A while ago, I received an email from someone requesting a custom story. The characters, their appearance, what they wear, the setting and all the events in this story are all their suggestion; I have simply worked them into a story. I hope the person concerned is happy with my work and that you all also enjoy it. MELD ************************...
We managed to get up in time to catch the tail end of the evening meal. It seemed strange to be sitting across from Heather and Cassie again, twenty-four hours after meeting them, and be on such different terms of intimacy. All four of us were playing footsie under the table and exchanging delighted, sparkle-eyed, grins above it as we ate and talked. It felt...
Dolly, using her dainty left hand, gently stroked the length of my prick and on reaching it's zenith, spied a droplet of my seed appear at the tip. I pursed my lips and waited tensely to see what would transpire. I say this because women tend to react differently to the actions of a man's prick. While almost all but the most jaded are somewhat fascinated by...
1. Pam was the kind of plain girl who always hung around with a pretty one, and, unfortunately for me, in her case it was usually Virginia, my long time crush. Pam and I had mutual antipathy -- I thought her a conventional priss and she considered me a drug crazed communist, and I knew she was constantly making nasty comments about me behind my back, a situ...
Chapter 08 -- Servant Trish Trish woke up before sunrise the next morning. There was no alarm clock to get her up; but instead there was something worse: roosters. The neighborhood was full of them. Flora and Pierre, it seemed, had one of the loudest and most obnoxious roosters of them all: a bird that delighted in standing right outside the living room win...
Melody has been hearing about this new traveling club from her best friend for weeks now. She finally gives in to Abby. Melody is at Abby's house to pose for the pictures that need to be submitted. "Ok So why do I have to pose for pictures?" "Listen Mel...What the club does is illegal. Guys are paying for sex. Everyone has to be checked out. Everyone is hot...
{This one is from way back, I don't think I ever mentioned it, other than bits and pieces I use to write other stories. Those are large portions of fantasy mixed with touches of truth. A few of them are mostly truth, those I tell you ahead of time. Some are just a little bit true, to get me started. Then there is this one. I didn't even change their damn...
"I miss him so much," she said finally, after a long silence. She looked on the verge of tears, so I covered my best friend's hand with mine; it seemed the only thing I could do at that tender moment. She glanced down at our joined hands and continued, "I can't bring myself to clear out his closet. It smells too much of him. Everyone says I need closure, bu...
Very happily married to my gorgeous, intelligent, witty and extremely sexy husband Jon for over 11 years (who also has the most glorious cock ever!). I am so grateful we found each other, he has helped me explore my sexuality and satisfies my sexual urges and kinks at every opportunity... ************************* Lying on the beach drying off after a swi...