It was a beautiful late summer day, warm, sunny, and the bombshell was almost gentle when it hit me. Gentle, I guess, 'cause I more'n half expected it. "Sorry, Jack, but I'm going to have to let you go." Lars Jensen gave me a wry look. "With the railroad coming in, I'm just not getting the business, so I'm sellin' three of the wagons and concentratin' on th...
The first time I'd done it had been more secrete, we were holed up in a room with no windows. He had been working methodically, pumping my cock in his hand, my glans only just in his mouth, his tongue flicking around. It felt delicious. He made regular slurping noises. I could feel my semen gathering. My breathing became forced. I realised I was shaking. "O...
If you have read any of the other stories that I have submitted, you will have guessed that they are fiction. This one is faction. Agde is a real place. Yuuki is a real person. We really did spend three weeks in Agde last summer. The descriptions of Agde and of what happened there are as accurate as I can remember. Nothing is made up, except the descriptions...
I knew there was something different about him when I first saw him. Most guys that come looking for a girl like me would never get out of their car, they'd just roll down their window, ask me how much and depending on what they thought of the price they'd either drive away or ask me to get in. Not William though. He pulled up, put his truck in park, stared...
It had been a warm afternoon. The sun had shone all the time and the wine had been consumed in quantities. Combined with the heat, it had stirred Mary's body with a vague awareness, a pleasant feeling of sexual desire. A slight ache which craved pacifying, the feel of a thick cock inside her, though there was no hurry. Among the meaningless chatter of guests...
"It's raining again." More of the hopelessly mundane. May was sitting at my computer desk, up to god-knows-what, possibly with god-knows-who. A recent arrival to the region, she was still mystified by the possibility of no direct sunlight for weeks. It was winter, which in my neck of the woods meant cold, rainy days ad nauseam. I didn't respond. I was inst...
Stacie walked into the dimly lit bar with one thing on her mind. She was intent on finding just the right man for a little sexual pleasure. When she entered the bar she noticed two men sitting at the end of the bar by the door. Both men probably in their middle to late sixties, to old for what she had in mind. There were also two other men sitting on the fa...
October. The melancholy month when autumn mists filter the heat of the sun. Time to head for warmer climes. Margo was flying to Italy. Long ago she had discovered an agency that hired out villas in the south during the season; now she had a standing order for the first two and last two weeks; during school term time she could enjoy the locality without the p...
I am sitting here in my little home office writing about the naughty things I have done, and also about things I would like to do - even things I just dream about, fantasies. Some of the stories are so near the truth that it makes me remember the passion or excitement of that incident or adventure. Others are pure fantasy, created entirely in my mind, while...
Hey everyone, I have another 3C story for you. Be warned this one is a little bit different from the usual 3C storyline. This follows Duality and The Real Party. Contains: futa, celebs, etc. Everyone is over 18. Comments and feedback welcome. Enjoy! *** Emma Stone sighed as the hotel door shut behind her. Home again. Not her real home back in LA. This wa...