The widow neighbor and her panties make Zach a man! This is a shout out to those early erotic pulp fiction writers. They were the only source of salacious literature before sites like Literotica came into being. I read many of them but the title of one, 'Mrs. Smith's Panties' will always stick with me. Don't remember the details of the story but here is my...
This story was edited by the incredible mikothebaby. Those of you who don't like long stories should probably give this one a pass. * * * * * * They say all kinds of things in this world. For almost every situation there's an old saying that fits it. Sometimes though, you get into a battle between two of those old sayings and you have to try to f...
Little Bo Peep had lost her sheep . . . . which really pissed her the fuck off. Little Bo Peep was the baddest pimp in the entire kingdom, and she knew how to keep her little 'sheep' (prostitutes) in line. Although she was only 23 years old she had completely conquered the sex-trade years ago, and had been running the game since she was 19. Anytime a princ...
I had been tossed out of my house by my parents a few weeks earlier, but was still in that phase were it was fun. I was couch surfing with friends, not going to school, partying hard and sleeping around. Things would get tougher, but they hadn't yet. I was in a public park sitting at an old rickety picnic table. It was a midweek morning and the park was nea...
I staggered down the beach. I was wearing shorts, no shirt and was sweating profusely; for a moment it was touch and go whether I would see last night's dinner for the second time. It was the first day of my summer exercise regime—three miles of early morning running in the sand and then two miles of walking it out. I had my starting point that morning and...
I have been trying to think of a present for my little brother's 60th birthday and suddenly remembered what I had given him for his 18th. I didn't really given it to him, but I was more involved than I expected. I am sure he couldn't have gotten that present these days, which says when it happened, long before internet and smart phones. My name is Jessica,...
It's pitch black. My cigarette is the only light source. I flick my lighter. Light. Dark. Light. Dark. I feel a sense of empowerment from such a simple thing. I smile as I breathe out smoke, and put out my cigarette on the wall. I head back inside the club. I see the dancers pressed together on the dance floor. Some drunken idiots are upsetting a group of g...
It was dark. It was raining. I was tired. I was also nervous. I considered calling the whole thing off, but it was too late now. She was waiting. I peered through the rain spattered windshield, between the squeaking wipers in a vain attempt to make out the names written on the overhead street signs. "I really should get some glasses," I muttered to m...
:: for D. & M. :: It was definitely different. Linda was straddling me, her mound rubbing warmly against the underside of my penis, spreading her wetness over my flesh. She moaned softly as she looked down between our bodies and saw our genitals caressing each other. She moved her hips forward until her labia slid past the tip of my erection. I reached down...
Celestial Reviews Rating: 10, 9, 9 :: for D. & M. :: It was definitely different. Linda was straddling me, her mound rubbing warmly against the underside of my penis, spreading her wetness over my flesh. She moaned softly as she looked down between our bodies and saw our genitals caressing each other. She moved her hips forward until her labia slid past th...