A short flash story as told to me by a former supervisor I ran into. Dave T was able to transform my scribblings of the conversation into a readable text. All and any errors are mine +++++ The sun was just breaking as I pulled up to my house. The place had been a classic "fixer upper" when I bought it decades ago. A lot of sweat equity and real hard cash h...
After what seemed like an eternity, but which was about 15 minutes, the boys had simultaneously reached the same point of satisfaction, as they steadily fucked, fingered, humped and generally shafted my beautiful chesty fiancée, Sandra. My presence had not been detected. The larger guy, John, had swapped with his partner, Sam, in their pre-nuptial obligatio...
Hema returned to her room in a visibly altered condition. Besides the orgy which had lasted 45 minutes, she also was accosted on the way by Selvam who refused to give back her bra and panty, chilling her with ' You will not get these and if you want them, let us discuss sometime along with Ashimendu. ' Ashimendu was a local Casanova, a close friend of Venka...
There was a sound. It was far away at first, but increasingly it invaded my perception. It annoyed me. I wanted it to go away. It prevented me from remaining in that black hole of non-awareness. Somewhere deep within me, I knew it was essential that I remain there undisturbed. I struggled not to listen, but the sound persisted. It dragged my consciousness up...
I was frozen.... Frank pulled the binoculars from my hands. "I want to see. Looks like some good stuff on the Cuban boys boat today." Numb from what I had just seen I mumbled, "Yeah, good stuff." I felt that I had been kicked in the gut. The boat docked, two young male marina workers ran to the end of the dock, to fasten lines. Soon the group was walking...
Chapter 1 Erica "Are you sure you want to do this?" Twenty seven year old Erica Miller asked her husband Harold with more than a little nervousness. The house music was faint but distinctly hip-hop. Harold felt a twitch in the pit of his stomach at the thought of what they were about to do tonight. They talked about it for some time both uncertain at f...
Last weekend, I allowed another man to look up my skirt. It was the first time I ever intentionally flashed anyone and it led me to feelings and actions I never thought I could let myself experience. I know there have been many occasions where I’ve unknowingly exposed small bits of myself to others. I’ve caught men gazing into the gap of my v-neck shirts o...
The object of this story is twofold. The first is to try to improve my writing in English and the second is to put my vivid imagination in print. Any help you, the reader, will be greatly appreciated. * David left his wife, his house and the city he had lived in for most of his life. His reaction to Maggie's betrayal shook him to the core. She said he coul...
Chapter 4 Jen's Magical Fantasy Again, thanks so much to everyone who gave such incredibly awesome feedback. I had been reserved to the thought that Jen had run her course at Chapter 3. So, I began working on some other hot and erotic stuff that I hope you all will soon be uh...enjoying. Well, I certainly have been enjoying myself while working on it. But...
I gave a final, sloppy wet lick to Jeanette's pussy. It hung down before me, her lips puckered and engorged from fifteen minutes of my tongue's eager attention. A pinky-sized gape revealed the rich moistness glistening inside. Most of that was from my saliva but it also blended with her juices forming a natural lubricant. Her pussy was ready. My pussy. The...