The following story is purely a work of fiction, and is intended for adults only. If you are a minor, click the BACK button on your browser now. The names in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to anybody is purely coincidental and unintentional. With that said, enjoy the story! Sandy Taylor awoke from a deep sleep. It was 7:30 AM on a Saturday mornin...
The night my marriage started to change was several months ago. My wife and I were avid readers. She was reading a book that focused upon fantasies and real life sexual adventures of women while I was deeply immersed in a mystery. She started talking to me about one of the situations described in the book. She was very animated about the story of a woman ha...
The following is a concise recollection of a dream I had one night. I wrote this story immediately that morning...: I lay somewhat nervously on my side, my woman's head resting under my arm. I gazed down her outstretched petite naked body on our bed, her legs orientated diagonally outwards from my body. I kissed her forehead as I saw him undress at the foot...
Emily-Ann silently admonished herself, "Forgetting one plate, maybe, but an entire sink-full of dishes? That's not believable. I may as well have answered the door naked and begged him for it. He doesn't want that. I'm supposed to be subtle; make him wonder, make him spend the whole evening searching for a clue as we discuss our day like normal married peopl...
Sure, everyone knows LA is the place for the beautiful people. iPhone using, BMW driving, latte drinking, they're always in a hurry to be in the right place at the right time. Well, that's not my LA, I live in the other LA, I'm in no hurry for I have no place I need to be, yeah it's free and easy when you're living on the streets of LA. I got no home, I got...
His hand pressed against my thigh gently, kneading palm to fingertip and back again as he slipped it slowly up underneath my tiny skirt. I'd worn it for him, black - he'd been specific on that point - and the nearly half-unbuttoned men's shirt I wore on top concealed nothing of my peaked nipples and moistened breasts. He'd left the air conditioner off - cit...
There was supposed to be no one there. I mean, it's the fourth floor of the library. No one comes here. "Nnnnnnnng." I stood still, half-way pulling out a dusty book that looked like it was printed in 1914. "Ohhhhhhh." I grabbed the book from the shelf and went to sit down at an old wooden table. I was alone, at least I thought I was. "Nnnnnnnng"...
Ruby stuffed her arthritic hands deep into the folds of her warm Barbour jacket. Wind shivered through the bare tree limbs. With it came rain: icy horizontal rain that crept inside the snug shelter of her hood and pricked at her face. She gritted her dentures together and trudged on through the woods. Wet leaves, fallen on the ground, clung to her Wellington...
We met on Reddit. Lisa couldn't sleep and was looking for some chat. She lived in NYC and I near the twin cities in Minnesota. We talked about this and that, then slowly got into some sexy talk. She sent me a few nudes while she was showering. So fucking hot. She made me so hard with the first pic. Short blonde hair, beautiful hazel eyes that scream "come...
Finally I arrive at Fuck Mountain. After quite a steep uphill journey I've finally come to as good a place as any. The air has a breeze but it isn't too cold, the sun is on me but it's just making the temperature ever so warm, I'm completely isolated from everyone. Yep, this indeed seems like the place to start fucking. I'm not sure exactly why it's called...