In my mid-40s I thought I had done it all. My sex life started early. At a very young age I had fucked with a girl a few years older than me. She would come to my house. We would go underneath the house, actually, in a crawl space. She would undress, lay on her back or get on her knees, and I would kiss and lick her pussy and stick my dick in her. Or she wou...
It was a particularly warm day in the Bay area. It seems like the rain in the morning only made it seem hotter. I started the ignition to run the air in the taxi. I must have wasted twenty bucks to keep myself cool today alone and there were no signs of it getting any cooler for another two months. Just as I was about to pull away from my waning shade I hear...
Meghan stood silently outside the bedroom door, watching her husband, Craig. She had arrived home much earlier than expected; the anticipated shopping trip had been cut short because the car's touchy ignition coil had once again acted up. Climbing the stairs, Meghan had been about to call out to Craig when she heard the sound of the television coming from th...
*Please note I wrote this for a friend on another site. It was a fantasy that was shared with me and this is the creation that resulted.* "What a crappy day!" I am thinking to myself as I leave work from a double shift. "My boss is a greedy bitch with no integrity and yet somehow was able to make it look like I am virtually incompetent. Now I have to wal...
The Author would like to thank 'Larry in Seattle' for proofreading this story. * The package was sitting on the porch, in front of the door of the little house on Fifth Street. It was the type of package that any major delivery service might have left. It was sealed and addressed to Jacob Carlotti, who just happened to live there. The odd thing was that be...
Inspired by NakedDan's series The "Volunteer." Dana heads out for the frat party, finally, and she's going to make a splash! ***** The run was a lot of fun, and I'm not sure that getting caught about to get laid by Larry -- OK, OK, get laid isn't quite correct; plunge down onto his cock would be more accurate! -- would have been more fun than getting caugh...
Early the next morning I awoke, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, trying to look around the room. As I looked down, I saw my now cum-stained panties tented by my morning wood. A shift in my weight to get up off the bed reminded me of the plug still lodged in my ass. A familiar taste on my lips brought the event from the night before back into my minds eye ve...
Clare woke before Chase. She looked over at him lying on his stomach, his arms curved around his head. She noticed his face held an almost boyish appeal as he slept. She brushed an errant lock of dark hair from his forehead then she gingerly got out of bed. She took the shirt he'd been wearing last night and put it on. The tails of the shirt went almost to h...
Jarod Afiotor paused before adding another brush stroke to the canvas and stole another glance at his teacher. Yes; she was looking at him again. Jarod smiled winningly at her. Suzanna Cavendish coloured slightly and pretended to examine a piece of sculpture one of the other convicts had created. Mrs Cavendish seemed full of admiration for the sculpture: "D...
SHE: I see you at the mall and watch out of the corner of my eye as you follow me. I know you're there. You know I'm aware, but we pretend to walk separately anyway. We've met for me to find some jeans -- to fulfill a dream you've had of my bottom clad in denim that has been waking you from a sound sleep lately to find yourself in a state. I adore teasing y...