"Look at him, silly old goat. Ogling those girls like he's eighteen." Sun-browned fingers scrabbled for glasses and eyes scanned the far side of the square. A half-smoked Karelia dropped onto the checkers board. They squinted against the weak winter sunlight that warmed their old bones and beheld the embarrassment. "I mean, those jeans for a start," Geor...
"Is this the right place?" "It's the address I was given." "It's a bit... Grand." As if to dispel our doubts, there was a deep buzz and the ten foot high wrought iron gates began to open slowly. A female voice on the entrance intercom invited me to; "Drive up to the house." To say that I was nervous would be an understatement. Our first venture into 'sw...
"Holy Shit..." The words, though simple, said a lot. Shane and Asherah both lay on the floor in all of their altered, naked glory; their skin still glistening with the sweat from furious fucking. Their breathing was still labored as they tried to come down from the erotic high of only a few seconds prior. But the holiest shit was the thirteen inches of cock...
Dear all, this is the translation of a story which I posted on July 24th in the German BDSM section under the title "Das Strafzimmer", which is a literal translation of "The Punishment Room". This is a kind of test and I would really appreciate your feedback, as well on the story but also on the translation. It is quite an effort to translate a text and if y...
This is a story I published a few years ago under a different profile. I have 'tweaked' it to try and make it better, but you will judge if the effect is right. Vote...comment please. Writers need encouragement – or constructive criticism. ***** Part 1."The innocent, unsuspecting prey..." I blame myself. It was my own fault; I shouldn't have bought that b...
The Red Dragon is, I suppose, my local, in that it's the closest pub to my house. Saying that it's not actually terribly close, being about a fifteen minute walk away, and I didn't frequent it a great deal. Richard loved the place though, being equidistant from his house in the opposite direction, and hence we spent a few Sunday lunches there followed by a n...
Disclaimer: All DC characters are owned by DC COMICS, not me. I am just a fankid on the net who had a fever dream and wrote a story that happened to involve a few of those characters. Thanks and please enjoy. ------------------------------------------- Detective Bullock was looking down at the small notebook he usually kept in the breast pocket of his coa...
If you have not read our postings I'll tell you what we look like. Firstly, this is all real. We are on our thirties; I am 5'10", in reasonable shape. My wife Gail is an exceptionally beautiful and intelligent woman, soft spoken and very shy. She is 5'7" with a young girls figure, long shapely legs, small breasted, and a picture perfect behind. Her light bro...
I hope you enjoy this new story. A bit of a ramble at first, but that's how it came out - and I like the sex. Please leave a comment or a vote: it's very encouraging! ***** She was running, hard. Southon could see her effort written on her face while her little dark blue suitcase bounced and jumped behind her, its wheels hopelessly unsuited for the job. C...
She was looking in the opposite direction when I pulled up a few car lengths away from her. I stopped and studied her for a moment. She looked gorgeous, standing tall, a small overnight bag slung over her shoulder. My heart was pounding, just like it had the last time she had been here and we had met for the first time. I could tell that she was excited, per...