Once upon a time there was a young woman called Goldilocks. Now, you might think she was called so because of her beautiful head of bright yellow hair, but the truth of it was, the people who'd given her the name had never actually seen her. Goldilocks was a thief. The media had started calling her Goldilocks because no lock could stand before her -- indeed,...
DISCLAIMER This story is a work of fiction and the characters are either completely fictional or are fictional versions of their real selves. The events depicted are made up and any similarity to real life events is purely coincidental. This story is meant as a work of erotic fiction only and is not to be read by anyone under the age of 18. I am always look...
Inspired by a story from Sebastian My wife was out of town for a few weeks recently and I was getting no sex whatsoever. I tried to restrain myself but on one particularly horny night I figured I would go out to a bar as a distraction if nothing else. I dressed in slacks and a long-sleeve shirt, and strolled down to a new bar that opened up not far from my...
My continuing thanks to Erik Thread for his skillful and insightful editing. He helps make this a much better and readable story. He is a very patient man. Any errors are, of course, mine. Martin Polikoff pushed into the tavern just before two-thirty that afternoon, rushing through a late summer downpour. He spotted John and the woman sitting in the far c...
My second submission (ha, ha) with Meg. Love hearing comments, especially from any women who have tried this (or want to!) ***** The morning after Meg took my anal virginity was surprisingly normal. She woke up and made coffee while I stumbled to the shower, and then we both hung around on the balcony like any other Sunday morning. Neither of us talked abo...
(Author's note: This story is an entry into the third Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story will be kept secret until Wednesday, November 20, 2013, when the author will be revealed in the comments section following this story. There are no prizes awarded during FAWC; this is simply a friendly competition.) (Inspiration f...
Thanks to everyone who gave positive feedback on the first part; you're the reason there's a second part :) This part is a bit longer, I really hope you enjoy it. ***** It had been a month since I had stumbled upon and watched my son masturbate. The image of his naked body and his climax had become seared into my mind's eye. Each night of the month that...
Author's Note: This version of Tracey has been modified since first publication on 11/03/2004 for continuity purposes and to correct minor grammatical errors. -W.S. When I was a senior in high school, my parents decided to rent out a room in our house. Dad taught at a local college and professors often took in upper grad students who were looking for a quie...
Miss Smith continues her home studies. Mick pushes her a little hard and brings up some bad childhood memories. Enjoy xantu When he had finished eating the slice of cake in front of him, Mick stood and looked down at missy kneeling on the floor at his feet. "Get yourself something to eat and then clean up in here. When you are finished come downstairs."...
It had been a long week. I was finally in my truck headed home on a Friday afternoon, anxious to get the week behind me and relax without people, computers, and hassle. The road home was long and winding and took me into the mountains, to coolness and quiet. This road was also a favorite for bicyclists as it was just long enough, not too steep, and definitel...