It was a hot and humid day in August and I sat on my couch in the living room reading a book and drinking a cold glass of sun tea. I was periodically distracted by glimpses of my beautiful girlfriend as she bounced around our yard weeding and watering her plants. She had been working out there for a while, in her crop top tee and a pair of tight athletic sho...
Author's note: This probably-final episode of an extended romantic memoir is probably fictional. All sexual acts involve humans of age 18+. Views expressed are not necessarily the author's. For readers' convenience, most non-Anglish-language communications are presented in loose Anglish translation. You do not NEED to read the first two episodes (BEFORE RUT...
So there i was fast asleep in my own dreams. I remember i was having this particular recurring dream where I'm running on a nondescript plane. The background is white, and the ground is white with no discernable boundaries or features that would suggest there is an end to the void. No matter how far I run, I always seem to fall in an invisible pitfall that f...
Light shone through the curtains, blinding you momentarily as you sat up, taking in the environment around you as there's a knock at the door. Struggling to think, you stand up automatically, putting on a discarded red robe and staggering to the door. Leaning against it, the door knocks once more. "H-hello? Room service!" A female voice from the ot...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Amid the very uncomfortable silence, my eyes wandered, carefully, as to not meet Sharon's curious gaze. I was beginning to almost feel accustomed to these awkward quiet moments, week to week these sex therapy appointments seemed to repeat themselves, the shaky dialogue between Sha...
"Demi!!" Where the fuck is that girl again??? ***** I run a small boutique in London and just like most independent business owners I can afford to hire only one staff at a time. When my previous staff retired I was gutted as she was an amazing worker and very good with the men who would literally buy anything she suggested. When I hired Demi to replac...
Seems as how I got a lot of positive feedback from my first armpit fetish fantasy with Makaylah, I figured I'd write another and see how it goes. Thank you all for your Support ************* This is an armpit fetish fantasy story. It is also my second ever story, so i am still quite new to writing. All characters in this story are all over the age of 20. T...
Bobby Phillips was an eager young man of 20, working his way through college, picking up summer jobs at any place he could, mowing lawns, moving furniture, fixing things around houses in the upscale neighborhood near his, one a little more downtrodden on the other side of town. He got work by word of mouth mostly. That's how he found himself in Beth Atkins...
Chapter 3. First-day blues: Earning my dole money -- in the Sock Room. Oh, great! This was all I needed! Just how bad could things get? Mrs Norma Newlove, my neighbour from hell, had actually come to the Sock Room to gloat over my hideous predicament ... And, of course, to change her dirty socks -- knowing that I was going to have to hand-wash them! "Hav...
This is a sequel from my previous story, "The Smelliest Couple," with the same characters. It might appeal only to people with a fetish for dirty unhygienic sex. *** When Maddeline stepped her bare dirty feet on the street, she was convinced that would be a great day. It was warm as she liked, good to grow a nice sweating after only a few minutes under the...