AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thinking back I recalled the numerous times that I had sex in a vehicle and I decided to write about those times in my life. My first thoughts were to rank the encounters from the least memorable to the most memorable. However since the best car sex partner ever was also my last, I decided to just go in chronological order. CHAPTER 01 - Penn...
Aurele woke up in her bed, surrounded by several sleeping bags. Her parent’s house was startlingly silent, especially after everything that had happened last night. Aurele’s parents were absent from the scene- on a trip to visit some obscure relatives that they had mercifully spared their daughter. Aurele was eighteen, had just graduated, and was in the m...
You never know, stranger things have happened. Bob parked his car to the side of the road in the middle of the bridge and at the highest point, got out, walked to the rail and looked down. It was cold, bone chilling, but he didn't care. He was too despondent to notice the cold. Just as Jimmy Stewart did, when he played George Bailey in the movie, It's A Won...
Harry and Selena had been best friends for as long as they could remember. They had met in middle school and had been attached at the hip ever since. They were now in their freshman year at college (of course attending the same university) and they were as close as ever. Harry was a frat boy, but he always hung out with Selena, whose idea of fun was eating...
A Note For My Readers, This story is pure fabrication of my fucked up mind, written on my equally, if not more so, fucked up Dell laptop. Now, my usual type writing style isn't that of a "quicky" to get you to cum as quick as possible. I try to involve a bit of depth and actually have as much of a story/plot as the sex involved. In fact this part doesn't h...
(This is the second part of 7 installments. For those confused by Part I being in the Transsexuals and Crossdressers category, this segment should clarify things a bit. I didn't think of splitting the series by putting the first section in Lesbian, but perhaps I should have. In any rate, I hope you enjoy this installment -- as always, comments welcome.) Tha...
Lynn woke slowly, her mind clawing its way out of a near-drunken haze. Her body tugged at her, calling attention to different parts that ached or itched or hurt. She sat up, blinking through gummy eyes while smacking her lips. Sharp pain lanced through both of her breasts when she moved. She looked down at her swollen breasts and suddenly adrenaline crashed...
Thank you for the kind words after the last Portion. _____________ Dinner As dinner approached, they dressed and headed down to the dining room. Isabelle had her summer dress on. Alex wore a pair of slacks and an oxford shirt with a button down collar opened at the top. They met numerous guests. At their table they met Jill and Joe, a couple who had been...
©Julia Gentile 2012 This story continues to explore my passion for beautiful women in highly charged sensual situations. It is part of a longer story and you will enjoy it more and understand the context better if you have read the previous chapters of Trusting Rebekka. There's more to come too; hope you like the drip-feed. I also hope you like my writing...
At 35, Ted had seen a lot of women. Not romantically, but professionally. His job was such that he would have a queue of women (many barely women) outside his shop. Ted was a bodypainter who traveled around the world following carnivals. A month in Spain, another in Mexico, that was his life. Eager tourists getting set to "gel with the locals" always lined u...