Tom was a quiet boy, he lived a normal life, went to work and met his friends in the pub at the weekends. But Tom had a secret, when alone (and often when not) he would fantasize about worshipping women's feet. Tom would search online for images, watch videos and lust after the feet he saw day to day, out on the street and in the office. Having never had a...
"You can be kind, caring, loving and tender; you have the ability to cradle us in your hand and take care of us, and you do. Yet you are not soft. You are a man of the desert, a man of these lands. Your sun darkened skin, your sun-bleached hair, hard muscles earned by years of fighting for a kingdom that you believed in. And you are angry, aggressive, passio...
It all started innocently enough. Garth and Courtney had the windows open and the warm May breeze brought in the cool of the evening. The smell of flowering trees was heavy in the air. They say on the edge of the king size bed, looking at the unpacked moving boxes, and beyond our across the Boston Bay through the huge paned window of the loft. The waterfront...
I live for feedback. ***** We woke early as Alex had to be at the airport to catch the flight with Kritsada at 7am. He was going to pick Alex up from the flat in his car as he headed off to the airport. I was going to follow a bit later as I had to collect Samantha from her flight for our planning meeting. I lay in bed and watched as Alex got ready to leav...
Julia sighed as she flipped on the light and tossed her keys on the table. Her tiny little house seemed so silent and lonely. It was nice to be away from a hectic work day, to be back her haven where she could curl up in her rocking chair, drink some tea, and delve into a really good book. Still, sometimes, even in her three-room little cottage, things seeme...
Hello, and welcome to the nineteenth issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. A bonus this time, five stories instead of four. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of...
Alexandra struggled to insert her key into the door to her room in the university halls as Mike fondled her arse through her winter coat. Grabbing one of his hands she entered her room and pulled him inside to the warmth of leaving the central heating on all evening. They embraced, kissed, and fondled their way to a stray hand or foot somehow managing to clo...
Uncle Ron disappeared upstairs to my bedroom carrying his tool bag. He returned 15 minutes later, with sweat stains covering his old T-shirt. 'That's all fixed now. Why don't you get me a cold beer, slut, I'm gasping', he ordered, with a look of slight contempt on his face. My mind was racing and I was churning inside as I meekly did as I was told and went...
Kymberley had grown up too fast her parents had always said. Having developed at such a young age, she knew could use her looks to get ahead. Looking at her, one couldn't help but gaze into her sapphire blue eyes that seem to sparkle in the sunlight, mesmerized by her gaze. She had long flowing blonde curls. The curls accentuated some of her best facial feat...
He'd been gone 3 months now. The month had been lonely and her hands only did so much. Especially when her mind wouldn't stop flashing pictures of his body. The curve of his cock. The shape of the head. The way it felt when she rubbed the tip of it along her lips. The line of pre-cum that strung off and broke when she moved her head away. It was all very cle...