They had gone away for a few days, a whole group of 18-24 year olds for a camping holiday with an organisation they all belonged to. The north west of the country was always a good location, albeit quite wet and windy. The picturesque Lake District was beautiful all year round. They did all the things that campers do, walking, climbing, eating round a camp...
Harold stared at Aphrodite, the goddess of love and felt his satiated penis rise to life again. Her luscious body was covered by transparent gauze like dress which left showed more than it covered. Her creamy breasts were topped by large red nipples that reminded him fresh cherries and the blazing mound demanded his undivided attention. He licked his dry li...
3 I locked the door and walked to the elevator. My breasts felt out of place in my bra. I had begun to fix them by grabbing the bottom of my strapless and giving them a hefty lift. They felt great, my hands lingering lifting and squeezing. Just then the elevator opened. A smiling woman in a tank top with matching yoga pants was standing there in the center...
"...and the colored girls say, 'do, dee-do...'" I chuckle. "What?" She looks into my eyes, my rapidly glazing eyes; smiles. "It's funny what comes into your head." "Lou Reed? Yeah, kinda weird. Feeling any nausea?" "Not yet. Will I?" "I hope not but...sometimes the first time. Just a bit more." She finishes plunging the syringe. I'm feeling light and...
Mmm, my first taste of pussy. Something I would never forget in a million years. How could you forget anything like that? Especially with a beautiful girl like Jenny. Her musky scent was an aphrodisiac to me. I couldn't seem to get enough of those dark ruby folds and the creamy honey that came from her soft hole. I never imagined that a part of a woman's bod...
Kate Warren was an average young woman of 22 living in Eagle Creek, Oregon with her husband and high school sweetheart, Dusty. Dusty works at a small sheep farm owned by his dad. Kate works at home as an Implementation Consultant for a small tech company. The young couple has a healthy sexual desire for each other. Dusty never leaves her wanting more, and ha...
The more I learn of Ambrosia Ranch, Anya, the more I think I should regret. I don't know what I've gotten myself into. I should be terrified. I should be looking for a way out. But I can't shake this feeling... I think there's a part of me that thinks this might finally be something worthwhile I can do with my life. And part of me is terrified of that other...
This is one of those stories where there really isn't a category to put it in. I thought about the humor category but unless you understand my dry sense of humor it wouldn't work so I had to settle on Non-erotic. Those of you who are close enough to me to really know me realize I have a weird thought process I have been known to come up with some really di...
Chapter 12 Markem sat, cramped and nauseous, in the rickety carriage as it lumbered its way through the city walls of Dallas. He couldn't wait for this abominable ride to end. The stench of unwashed bodies were bad enough by themselves, but he doubted the torn and stained fabric covering the three person bench that now supported five sets of ass had ever be...
Outskirts of Marienborn, East Germany, by the Inner German border It was a cold, foggy autumn morning. Black starlings perched among the branches of evergreens called out to each other in warbling chirps, marking territory and nesting space for the coming winter months. Likewise, the shrill tweet-tweets of the song sparrows were actually displays of dominan...