I enjoy the times when my girlfriend, Shelly, ties me up and teases me. She's a lovely tall petite woman with long straight red hair. She has small rounded breasts with very large sensitive nipples. In return, I give her what she desires most, oral sex. She gets aroused when I suck on, lick, and nibble on her nipples. Sometimes the sensations through her nip...
"What do you mean? Dinner?" Sharon replied, confused as to what her daughter was getting at. Amanda responded with a knowing grin, followed by a voracious drag on her cigarette and another dramatic inhale. "Now what are you up to?" Sharon asked after expelling a tight stream of smoke out of the side of her mouth. "Mom, don't you think I've noticed how you...
*Note to readers: This story deals with the fetish of smoking. If you don't find that appealing, please find another story you'll enjoy more. ***** "Where's Mandy, Daddy?" "I wanted to tuck you in tonight myself, honey. Is that okay?" "Of course it is! You're my daddy." Mandy loved watching him with his daughter. He was so caring, and that was one of th...
The following story is intended for mature readers only. It is a complete work of fiction and any similarities between actual people and places or events was not intended. The Five "Vs" is the prequel to "Double Elimination" and sets up the back ground of Ron Webber. I wrote this story in 2002, then followed it up with "Double Elimination" about a year later...
Chapter 1 In 1974 we moved to The South West and bought a small house with a small in-ground pool in the back yard. The back yard was surrounded by a 6' high fence. Previously we had made love in a number of different outdoor settings including a lake in Florida. Sex in the water was enjoyable. I must say that in those days we, along with a lot of other p...
Before I knew it, I was at Andi's place, which was a few blocks away from Roshanda's. Everything was racing. My thoughts, my heartbeat, the speedometer. I was glad Andi lived where she did because any further, and I'm pretty sure I would've gotten pulled over. Slamming the door and locking the car, I ran to the porch of Andi's crib. Why didn't I go to Ro...
Amber and I woke up in each other's arms the next morning. I kissed her on the forehead lightly and left a note on her bedside table. Although I would have loved to stay and make love to her again, with such a successful night before, I had no more supplies for day 2. Luckily I had my friends brother pick me up some 'harder' alcohol in case the softer stuf...
1. The first time I met Martha was in the fall of 1975, or thereabout. Her husband, George, and I were college classmates, sharing classes together and working on the college poetry magazine. He was a skinny, beak-nosed fellow with rather lifeless brown eyes, intense, with the typically undergraduate assurance that we were intellectually superior to every...
*Standing disclaimer: This story is about the smoking fetish. If that's not your thing, you won't enjoy it. Please don't bother leaving a comment about how bad or awful or disgusting smoking is as it won't change a thing. We all die, right? If people choose to smoke, that's their business. ********* "Are you serious?" "As a heart attack. But here's the de...
This is a story of what happened last summer at the summer camp I go to for church. Its name is St. Christian's Summer Camp, and I go every year for one week out of the summer. It's pretty fun, I have a lot of friends there and it is a week away from work or my parents. This last time I went, I had just turned 18 and was happy about that. But of course, I wa...