We are on vacation on a cozy little resort island where we have rented out a private beach and villa, and our only interruptions are when we call our host for a food delivery. It is our first trip together in our six-month-old relationship. You run your own craft business and spend the rest of
The rain had stopped by the time I woke. Unfortunately, so had the breeze. The room felt damp and smelled of sex ~ lots of it. I was alone in bed with a sheet draped across my body.I sat up, feeling a bit sore and disoriented. Then it all came back to me. I’d spent
Kate finds a spell book through an antique shop and tries an animation spell just for fun, only to find herself bound and forced to cum over and over by her living underwear. It was almost the end of the day and Kate couldn`t wait to go home. All day it seemed she had been
I have found that creating a story line is easy. Even filling is a few of the details is easy too. But putting the entire down on paper, grammatically correct including spelling is really hard work and not all that easy for a non-writer. I am much indebted to michchick98 for her invaluable assistance in
Dear Reader: This story delves into themes of rape, power, and race. It might be someone’s stroke fiction, and that’s great—let me know—but it likely won’t appeal to many. So if you do like this story, please let me know, either in the comments or via PM or e-mail. If you hate it, let me
Part I – NathanEveryone has their story – you know, the one they tell whenever there is someone new to hear it, especially someone they want to impress or shock.Like my Uncle Jack’s story of how he and Aunt Carmen met at the top of the Eiffel Tower because he “fainted” from his fear of
Please Note: All the characters in this story are over 18, and only for the purpose of pleasure, any resemblance to anyone is mere a coincidence.After the disturbing encounter with Mr. Singh, I found myself in a state of confusion and guilt. I couldn’t believe what had just happened and I felt violated. As I
Doctor Henry Jekyll came to a halt outside the door to Sir Francis Dashwood’s room and unlocked it. A distinguished gentleman of fifty-seven years of age, the Doctor’s hair was considerably greyed and cut severely short. He wore a pair of round-lensed spectacles with copper frames and had a florid face and a noticeable paunch
Desiree and I had known each other since we were kids. Our families were very close and did almost everything together. She was a few years younger than I was. In high school she dated a close friend of mine for several years, but it was well known that she had a “thing” for me.
It was about a year after my husband passed. I had started going back to swinger house parties. Single women are almost always let in free or with a nominal fee. I tended to go with couples I knew just because there was someone I knew there, and it made it easier for me.I was
He heard a car door slam outside, and peeked through the blinds. His door was unlocked, and he saw her fast approaching. He didn’t want to delete the computer image he had worked over for hours. Panic! He was wearing only his boxer shorts, and had been nursing a sweet erection while he labored happily
This story is pure fiction and was only written after speaking at length with a 19yo girl on MSN Chat; she had a ‘fantasy’ about her father, so I wrote this for her. I know this story is long (4 pages) but I could not bring myself to break it up into chapters. I never
How I Lost My V-Card, or The Mile High First TimeIt all started when I went on a trip this summer. I was going to visit my grandmother who lives in Washington State and since I live on the East Coast, it’s a looong flight out and back. This is the story of the attractive
After doing the dishes and doing a little idle chitchat with Mom, Dad, Mamaw, and Papaw, Harrison grabbed Hunter slightly by the arm and started to lead him to their bedroom. Hunter didn’t like the pain from the pinch, but he kind of enjoyed the urgency and aggression of his twin’s latest move.”Bro, what was
Ann woke up between her father and her mother. Her left arm was tucked under Barb’s left arm, and her fingertips were rubbing Barb’s nipple. Behind her she could feel her father trying to position his morning wood to penetrate her, and she shifted position and lifted her thigh, and felt him slide easily in.
Chapter OneMy sister should have known better. Our mother was fanatically against drugs of any kind. She would rail about kids using drugs, and preached to us all the time about how we dare not ever smoke or drink or take any kind of drugs unless there was a prescription.My name is Jack, and I’m
Please read the First chapter. When I wrote the first chapter, it was just an experiment but now, I think can make it a multi chapter long story.I do not have an editor right now and would appreciate if someone wants to edit the future chapters.Thank youChapter 2Linda Hamilton huffed as she looked at her
wife gets fucked It’s amazing how much my wife enjoys telling her sex stories! Here’s another one from her college days……. It was 1980 and she was 19 years old. It was during the time when “Urban Cowboy” was all the rage. Bars were popping up with Cowboy themes (mechanical bulls, Western Dancing, etc). Where
Chapter TwoThat winter, dad’s employer gave him a free vacation at a resort for him and mom only, and over a long weekend. They would leave on a Wednesday night and not return until Sunday night. The three of us celebrated the day after hearing it, until Shelly brought up one little problem, Betty. She
It was a beautiful summer day and I was sitting outside listening to my music. My name is Tye. I’m 15 years old and I have lived in the house that I live in for about…. 15 years. I had only one neighbor. They were a great family. There was the dad, Jack, the mom