Note: This is a story about adult sexual activity intended for adults. Everyone in this story is over eighteen. While the events in this story are based on true experiences some names have been changed and times have been compressed for this format. The events took place prior to the need for safe sex due to epidemic of STDs. * My Saturday lawn mowing rit...
I met Conrad in a pub around the corner from work in the city. We exchanged a few glances and smiles then just hit it off. We never planed to meet but he was always there when I popped in for a drink with the lads after work. He was an artist. I got to meet his friends and it wasn't long before he had my number and invited me to one of his art exhibitions. I...
As I drifted off to sleep, I recounted the events from the last several hours. I'd flown in to see Allegra earlier that day, desperately needing a vacation from work. She'd been gracious enough to let me stay with her while I unwound and relaxed a little. When the plane landed, I found myself at the baggage belt, watching it go 'round and 'round with no sign...
Writing fiction doesn't pay much, and you give up a lot when you try to be a writer. Money, the things other people have, even family—you can pretty much kiss all that goodbye. But there are compensations. Your life's maybe not as wide as most people's, but it's deeper, and sometimes it's more interesting. You're always trying to explain and describe things...
* This is part of a series. It is strongly recommended that you read the stories in sequence to ensure continuity * * "Mmmpphharrrghhh!!" Steph screamed around Dave's cock as Brenda fucked into her ass. Just minutes earlier, Brenda had been lapping at her shaved pussy, driving her to the heights of orgasmic pleasure. She was on all fours on Dave and Brend...
(This story assumes you have read the previous chapters) Mistress allowed my aching testicles to recover for a few days after Lisa crushed them under her foot. They still ache constantly but seem to be healing nicely. I have become Mistress’s personal urinal, as my mouth is now the only place she pees. Also Mistress has started storing her butt plug up my a...
Jesse's college ran summer programs at several locations around the country. One was in a large city on the coast where his Aunt Christiana lived. Both Jesse's home and his college were in small towns in the middle of the country. During spring break, he was spending a week at her place to see whether he wanted to live an entire summer in a large metropolis....
Note: This story is entirely a work of fiction, and should only be viewed as a fantasy. Any similarities to actual events or people are entirely coincidental. All characters are over 18. ***** Peter stood there looking at the black stilettos, with so many questions on his mind. He wondered why his brother would ever own stilettos, much less why their mothe...
The following story is 100% true, no embellishment. * We like to run away to the Twin Cities as often as we can for little over night stays or for a weekend when we can. This particular getaway a couple years ago we were driving around looking for a new place to sit down and have a drink. I half joking suggested maybe one of the nicer gentlemen's clubs, A...
"Morning Phil," came the cheery greeting from Kelly as I entered the motel room. My friend had still been asleep when I left in search of breakfast around half an hour earlier. But now as I returned clutching a bag of muffins and two sodas, she was wide awake and seemingly full of energy. "Morning Kell," I responded, "Sleep well?" "Certainly did," beamed...