Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. ***** When I first met Stephen, I was love struck. He was exactly the type of guy I would always fantasize about, but never have the courage to date. A tall, blonde, older white man of about 60 would never be an acceptable guy for me to date seriously. My family would never approve their smart 30 year old daughter was...
Looking back, perhaps I should have paid for my girlfriend's vibrator. =*= One hand wanders across my stomach, smooth against my black latex waist cincher. The corset constricts me, and its black laces clinch me tightly. I shiver as her fingers caress the skinlike rubber and trace the steel bones which restrict me. Her other hand... =*= The vibrator, ye...
Amber unpacked the last of the boxes and looked around. It wasn't too bad for her first home. The rented one-bedroom apartment was sparsely furnished with the furniture from her room back home and some used pieces that she'd managed to pick up along the way. She felt so grown-up. 18 years old, her first job, and she was living in town, 2 hours' drive from he...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Participants (all based on people known to the author. Names have been changed and ages have been altered to fit the scenarios.) Len – 64 – widowed 3 years ago (traffic accident) Tammi – Len calls her "T" – 56 - Len's next door neighbor – widowed 18 months ago (pancreatic cancer...
Prologue: In the early 21st century, human populations across the globe suffered a major financial meltdown, followed by a massive terrorist attack. The insidious attack, however, targeted the reproduction rates of the world's women. 50 years after the attack, women around the world began to see the results of the genetic bomb that the terrorists had delive...
This is a different sort of story. Please let me know if you like it. If you do a sequel may follow. Two owners of the resort were talking. "The new waitress Jenny is even more of a promiscuous slut than I hoped. Last night she fucked 2 men. Jason from the band stood her against the storeroom wall during interval, one of their roadies had her in the men's...
MMMmmm, if I had a better seat in the house I'd be able to lick the boots of the lead singer. And oh what pleasure that would be. He was tall and buff, just enough to make the mouth water. His eyes, a steely grey that shined down as he looked at me. His bright blue shirt was open just enough to show that his chest sported a healthy amount of hair, matching t...
"It's this song," Bix started resting a hand on Eric's thigh. "It's called Tech Noir. It's by this Synthwave band." Eric's brow creased. "What's Synthwave?" the movie played in the background letting Kurt Russel's know-it-all swagger fill the room. "It's this sort of future-retro music I've been jiving too. Anyway, this song has John Carpenter doing the in...
Two fifty something exhibitionists from opposite sides of the world talk by email after meeting several years ago on cam. Today he wants to inspire her to orgasm, too far away to touch but imagination can cross any distance. Hi Liz Today I am going to devote my mind and fingers to your pleasure. As I type I will strum you intimately whilst your voice in...
I cuddled into my husband Taylor's chest, nestling my head into my favourite spot between his shoulder and his pec. I reached down to fondle him, lightly tracing patterns on his stomach and inner thighs, never quite touching where I knew he wanted me to. This is part of the fun, the tease, get him hard and wanting without ever having touched him. Then, when...