Mike used to be my boss. He owns this restaurant, a little Italian place, the type that costs a fortune and you have to wait forever to get a table. When I quit, he seemed happy and asked me to dinner. He’s older than my dad but I always thought he was hot so I agreed. What the hell? He picked me up in his swanky car. It had an expensive feel, like everythin...
You push the elevator call button and shake your head to try and clear it. On the way down you button the remaining shirt buttons and straighten your appearance somewhat. When you reach the fourth floor, you peek out as the doors open, to see if there's anyone in the hall who will see your mostly pants-less state. Coast is clear. You hurry to your room, but...
Calvin was the bad boy that parents were always afraid their daughters would bring home to meet the parents. He was a six foot tall, 180 pound boy with black slicked back hair. He bought a motorcycle when he was 16, got his first tattoo and fucked no less than a dozen girls in his class. When he was 17, he got his first two tattoos, dropped out of school and...
Here is part three! Please vote/comment, and let me know if you want me to keep going! This story is longer than the others and it takes a little bit to get going but please be patient. Thanks again!!! * Jack looked down at Anita. She was completely covered in his cum. He watched as she scooped up his seed from her face and licking it off of her fingers....
Part Three Same day, later At home with Rachel, Becky and some guests It was now mid afternoon and Dan was hungry. He asked Becky if she could stay for something to eat, she answered that she was free all day and would love to stay. Dan called for pizza. In less than an hour the doorbell rang and Dan told Rachel to answer it; she held out her hand for t...
Author's Note: This is the second book in The Devlin Family series. Be sure to read The Devlin Family and The Devlin Family: Epilogue before you read this continuation. As with all of my writing please check the tags before you continue. If the tags don't interest you please just skip this story. For those who continue on, I hope you enjoy. *** Needless to...
Dear Readers, I resubmit here stories I posted a decade back on some sites. I safely assume you were not around then at those sites and have not read these stories. If you have, I apologise for the duplication. Most of these stories are variations of my real life experiences and hence I seek your comments to motivate me to post / reveal more of my very per...
Oh my GOD I'm so hungover. I creak my eyes creak open, and immediately regret doing so. Everything hurts. My head is pounding. My mouth tastes like something died in it. I try to sit up, pause, flop back onto the couch. At least I've got blanket. Wait... I'm not in my bed. Where the fuck am I? I rub the back of my hand over my eyes, feeling a weird, heavy...
Lori ensured I was always appropriately dressed by picking out my sissy girlie things for me everyday; school girl, cotton, bikini panties with support to make my bum round, my padded training bra with built-in forms and knee socks; all white. Lori selected high heeled Mary Janes for me to wear around the house. When I was allowed out or had to go to work,...
Jo plumped the cushion and carefully positioned it until it was precisely at the right angle. Nothing less than perfection would do. Ricki, her friend of twelve years was coming to stay overnight and she would notice if the tiniest thing was out of place. An impatient knock on the door signalled her friend's arrival. Jo had a last look around the flat on th...