Jazzie had been having some kind of confab with her friends over at their own lunch table. That was OK with me - I’d never been a really social type of girl. I was eating alone, trying to get caught up on my advanced sociology paper. Our assignment was to write about ‘The Influence of Walt Disney on American Values.’ I was trying to draw a line between D...
Titus James Edwards sat on his bed. He was in his room. The house was empty. His parents were out for the weekend and big sister Rhonda was out on a date with a guy named Troy. Titus was one bored cat. He was eighteen years old. A slim guy with dark curly hair and expressive eyes. He'd been called many things, from dopey sweet to immature. He decided to call...
(I always love to hear what others think, so please let me know in the comments below, or feel free to send me a private message. Kristine is based on my ex-girlfriend) (Yes, everyone in this story is over the age of 18) Part I It was twelve o'clock in Los Angeles on an unspeakably hot and humid Summer day. The air was thick and sweat came easily to most...
The actors in this script are of legal age. This is a work of adult erotic fiction and contains descriptions of sexual acts between consenting adults. If you're under the age of consent where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it is illegal to obtain adult literature where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it's entirely legal for you to...
When I arrived at university I was not just a virgin, I had never even so much as orgasmed as a result of the sexual manipulation of a girl. I had had nothing. Zip all. De nada. Zilch. Sure I had daydreamed about girls that I knew (so much) and pored over porn mags (again, so much). My fantasies had become quite developed and I had garnered an interest in...
1 Kelly grabs my front door keys from my hand and pushes past in the hallway, scampering up the stairs all excited, and by the time I get up there, to the doorway of my North London flat, she's already dropped her panties – they're lying there on the doormat like some kind of bait. Effective bait, too, they reel me in, my cock already hard as I scoop them...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 7 -- Saturday night spice It was Friday evening. As I'd had to work late, Emma had come up to town after taking her adult beginners' ballet class to meet me at my office. She looked gorgeous as always. After several weeks of warmer weather it was becoming cooler so she was wearing a black leather...
All chapters in this story are plotted and written. I'm just tweaking and adjusting the later chapters as I submit them. So no worries about the story just stopping without an ending. New chapters will be submitted once the previous one has been approved. Thanks very much to kholix22 for initial thoughts and ideas on the story and a special thanks to cafeju...
The rain pelted down on the two women like Thebinian sling bullets on a Gothmark horde. It made their night dash through the murky Breinden swamp all the more dangerous, but the duo didn't dare slow their pace — not when the beastly howls could still be heard over the downpour. "Faster, Sera! I can still hear them!" Romica Fey Blood yelled to her half...
In spite of the fantastic sex, his lack of ejaculating confused her. Try as she might, he never let a drop of semen out of his penis. Still, she was relaxed like she'd never been before. If a guy with a dry penis was her only worry, what was to worry? Work seemed effortless. They all commented on her "glow." "Who's the guy?" they kept asking. She didn't wa...