I like hardboiled film noir, especially Raymond Chandler. Noir means "dark "and this piece is certainly that. I am exploring why people do self-destructive things. None of the characters are angels. But no one is completely evil either; with one glaring exception – Thanks for reading me – DT ***** I was at a two-top in Sheffield's. They were sitting in the...
Note: If you haven't already, read All Grown Up Ch. 01 & Ch. 02, which are prequels to this story. ***** When I drove my old friend Kim from the airport in Denver down to her daughter's college campus in Colorado Springs, with a brief stop for some fucking, I didn't just pull over and drop her off. I parked and helped her find her daughter's dorm then met...
I had been living with Steve for about six months and thought everything was fine between us. We seemed to enjoy the same things and sex was pretty good. In the last month, Steve had been sharing some fantasies he had about me. The one he talked about most often was that he wanted me to flirt with other guys when we went out. He said that it made him hot to...
In this story, for the first time I have mixed fictional with real life characters, the ever popular Rosie Webster and a TV personality. Hope you enjoy. Hi, Rosie Webster her again with another red hot story from Wetherfield. Jason had just about recovered from his birthday present, me and three of his ex's giving him the afternoon of his life in a Manc...
Author' note: Thank you all for your feedback. Even the negative ones. The vitriol in which they are posted amazes me. I am working on finding a good editor. I realize my proofreading sucks. :) Remember these are fantasies. In real life unprotected sex with strangers is dangerous. Please feel free to contact me. I love chatting with my fans. ********...
This is my first ever submission. If you have further ideas or suggestions for further stories feel free. All comments are welcome. Keep it positive. EVERYONE in this submission is OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE. - RS ***** Miss Beatrice Bustee or "B" as her friends called her was tired; tired of watching and attending the boring football matches of the 2014 FIFA Wo...
Iris is still at college and so everyone in this story is over 18. The football team was doing well and ¬winning games. The cheerleader squad was working hard and dancing like crazy every game. But all this good news didn't help Iris at all. With Coach Simmons in a good mood the sex was getting very vanilla, and way to boring. The Coach had given Iris a t...
The rest of the evening was spent with us chatting, interrupted by the occasional blowjob from her to me, but she didn't come again. "Tomorrow's a big shoot day and I must be at my best," the lovely 22-year-old told me. "After the shoot, I'm all yours." "Promises, promises," I laughed, in what had become a sort of catch phrase between us. Pandora, I learne...
She had caught my eye at the conference, there was something about her that sparked an instant attraction There she was now, at the hotel bar, changed into a little black dress and simply irresistible. I buy her a drink. We chat. We flirt. My eyes drink in her thighs, her breasts tight against her dress. She knows I'm looking, leans forward to give me a bett...
Saturday was always a stress filled kind of day. Not stressed in the outside life issues intruding way. More like stress of too many people being around getting under foot kind of day. Ted was working in the office/ library along with puttering around doing odds and bits; Kevin was in his room doing whatever Kevin was doing. Ted had asked him to cut the gras...