*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an editor; no, I do not want an editor. Yes, it jumps around too much. Yes there's too many people to keep track of. Yes it's too long. Yes it's too short. Yes it's stupid shit, and yes, I suck. For those of you that have not hit...
"Thank you for calling 1-800-BALLOON, where the hottest women blow the biggest balloons just for you!" Scott was so startled that he nearly dropped his phone as he fumbled for the end call button. Holy crap, he thought, it's real! Scott had been leafing through the pages of the porn magazine that had just come in the mail (DDDelicios: America's Horniest H...
The sound of someone knocking on my back door snapped me out of my daydreaming about what I'd seen my new client doing a year and a half ago. I got up, went to the door, opened it, and was delighted to find that my visitor was a lovely young lady named Kass. She lived just down the street from me and I'd known her for ages. During her senior year in high sch...
All of the work we'd been doing was starting to pay off. After working in a cramped studio, Chris made a deal for a much larger facility. It would be in, of all places, a former bowling alley. It was 2 stories, built in the late 50's, and even had a private entrance. So we wouldn't have a repeat of the "Paris smuggling" that had been our ticket to the big ti...
Some time later I awoke with Ty still on top of me, my legs around him but without his manhood inside me. My head was throbbing with the beginning of a hangover, and my pussy was still drenched with our combined juices so I couldn't have slept very long. I woke Ty up enough to get him off me and lead him to my bedroom where we both collapsed. I did manage to...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. This is just a flash story. Not meant to be taken too seriously. *.* Using a wet wash cloth, she removed the last of...
-story ideas and collaboration with "XC" -edited by jadie1988 "Lauren, where does this one go?" a young man carrying a box asked, turning his head slightly to look behind with brown eyes. He had a mop of chestnut-colored hair and wore a black patterned tee and blue jeans. "It goes in the bedroom," replied a pale girl with freckles. A cardboard box was cl...
The work day was over, and although he was in no rush to get home he moved in haste out of sheer habit. The past few days had been so routine that he was beginning to grow accustomed to it. As he gathered the things from his desk and put them into his bag he contemplated on paying someone a visit; ultimately he decided against that and opted to save it for a...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. @@@@ Todd Tonicetti wearily packed the box, checking each item against the order form. Then, he made sure the label m...
*ALL characters in this story ARE over 18 years of age.* CHAPTER ONE Cal and Ron, both with towels tied around their waists and damp, messy hair, opened the door to the dorm room they now shared and closed it behind them, cutting off the seemingly endless stream of banter they had just been a part of and now heard echoing out of the dormitory bathroom. Wit...