Apologies for the premature ejaculation of the first version of this story. I wanted to try writing first-person, but failed to be consistent. Working full time and going to college part time, I also tend to write this stories quickly when time permits, so again my apologies for the sloppiness. * Chapter I - Football Fun Bucket Here is my first confession...
Lauren Oxley / March 18, 1986, 5:12 p.m. "Hi, Lauren. It's good to see you again." "Good to see you, too, David." "It's been a while. Hasn't it? Almost a year." "Yes, I suppose so. I've been really busy." "That's good, I guess." He stops abruptly, then, as if to fill up the silence: "That's good." I look up at him over my coffee. "I'm sorry I hav...
Note: This story is about the sex. I wrote this to make a person hot. So if you get hard/wet while reading this, then I've succeeded. I'd like to know if it worked for you. ***** Anna Web cupped her full tits through the soft material of her light sweater. Even though the early spring day was warm, she loved the way this top hugged her curvy body and so d...
Laying on our king size bed, remembering the last word's master said to me before he left this morning. "Tonight slave you be will learn what it means to be used by others." Those words have been invading my thoughts all morning. "What does my master have in store for this slave? Tonight is your poker game, surely you must have misspoken! I have never been...
"I wasn't expecting it to still be this hot and humid." "Me neither." My wife, Liz, and I sat on the warm sand, our fingers loosely intertwined, and stared out at the sea. Over the roar of crashing surf, the air was filled with the sound of joyful screams, laughter and splashing water. The sun was just beginning to set on the horizon but the beach was stil...
Please read the preceding chapters to follow Carmina's unleashed lust. On the Monday following their torrid Friday petting session, Kirk arrived at the office alert for any tensions Carmina might display. There were absolutely none. Instead, he was greeted with a bright "Good morning!" and a reminder that they needed to sit down to go over his schedule fo...
I stand at end of pier 48, a gentle breeze fluttering my earring against my neck. The water looks black at this late hour, and is kissing the piles like one would kiss the cheek of baby. I breathe in the salt in the air; I let it fill my lungs and cleanse my conscious. I stand here still, my eyes closed, just relishing the feeling of cum finding its way to m...
The Eighty-eighth Key Part III Chapter 18 ____________________________________ In the days and weeks after the Bennett assassinations, the City of San Francisco was living along the edge of a very sharp knife. Tourists stopped coming to see the sights, hotels emptied and flights into and out of SFO flew with most their seats unsold. Criminal enterprises...
***This chapter is a sequel to chapter 5. We continue the story from Jani's perspective.*** When I came back to the house, Jari was shouting and swearing. I realized that in my hurry to follow this girl I forgot to untie him from the table. "Come here you motherfucking ass raping faggot!" he shouted. "Get me loose so I can kick your bloody ass!! You fuckin...
It was a cool late spring evening. I was a little nervous about meeting with my Mistress on a Sunday but business had brought me into town and it was the only night I could meet with her. I knew she was doing me a favor and felt even more in her debt then usual as I pulled my car over to the curb and parked. It was almost dark and the quiet street outside he...