No characters in the story below are under the age of 18. This is my first story so please bear with any punctuation mistakes and what not i may have made. I hope you all enjoy it. ***** "That's enough!" the king screamed. His fist slamming into the arm of his throne so loud you'd swear the whole kingdom could hear. In most kingdoms, it was considered a...
She had got to do it, she knew she had. Sal had a real wish to go beyond the end of the garden, not just creep into her neighbour's garden but go further afield. Indeed, into the fields and woods. It had just so not been her plan to meet a group of ramblers. She had scouted her route out whilst clothed one morning: well clothed in a light cotton dress, tho...
The frostiness with Jane after the garage incident seemed to have thawed. Relations warmed following on from that drive when I had taken her to deliver and collect: indeed, 'taken her' was the phrase, remembering how she had grasped those two young saplings whilst we coupled. I was not going to forget that in a hurry. I made a point of dropping in on her som...
It might seem a surprising idea - classic cars as a 'babe magnet' but I've certainly seen the phenomenon at shows. Some cars do just seem to attract the babes. The E- type Jaguar jumps straight out of course: did Enzo Ferrari, the founder of Ferrari, not call it 'the most beautiful car ever made'? It's not just the Jags., more usually its the sporty jobs wit...
Glade kissed her young lover on the lips while Chief Cave Lion slumped on his back exhausted. A thin thread of semen trailed from his penis into the tangle of Ivory's pubic hair. Now that Ivory had discovered her lover's infidelity, Glade was actually rather more affectionate to her ward even when she was being fucked by the Chief. "You have become a more a...
Naturally, the thing I dreaded the most was the end of the semester, when the two of us would eventually go home and not see each other for a solid month. Thanksgiving break wouldn't be so bad, since that's only a week, but nonetheless it weighed on my mind as the weeks went by. About a week before Thanksgiving, I commented to Jesse, "It's gonna be hard to a...
Penultimate - what a dreadful word to have to use in respect of a holiday but it was indeed my penultimate day: tomorrow I knew I would have to board the aeroplane back to England, back to Gatwick Airport and a dreary train journey into London. The year before I had become quite depressed, watching the rain through the windows of the train, knowing my summer...
Day 5 The girl with her white breasts crowned by soft brown nipples; soft brown nipples so unerect as to almost offend my sensibilities. Her boyfriend, maybe her husband, fair haired, tall with a wispy beard seemed to me to have failed in this respect. Surely something needed to be done? My attention had been drawn to them, on the beach, that morning. It wa...
A hot Saturday a couple of weeks later. A really hot July day (they happen some years). Lovely to see Heulwen bending over and into the engine of the Triumph 2500. I was momentarily reminded of that Wednesday when I had sat in my office and the cum had poured from me as I had watched the girl bending over. If she had no overalls on, as she bent into the bonn...
Selena could imagine only too well the scenario in which she was participating. After all, she was wholly responsible for it. One small, but large breasted, girl was applying her wide-open mouth to Selena's own. Another girl, very similar in appearance, if not virtually identical, was licking and sucking and chewing her smooth and hairless vagina. Selena fou...