I was 18 years old when it happened. My first handjob. I was an A student and pretty much kept to myself. I had a few friends. But mostly all we did together was hang out and play video games.This did not exactly bring in the girls. I had made a few aborted attempts to
(Author’s note: If you haven’t read the previous chapters of “Frank & Cheryl” you might want to, just to know the background on this couple and how they arrived at this point in their building relationship.Physical descriptions: Frank is a divorced 35 year old, 5′-11″ tall, 185 pounds and fit; brown crew cut hair, clean
This is a part 2, i recommend that you read part one for context .While this is based on my real life, I have changed all names, locations and time lines to protect all parties privacy. If you like this story and want me to continue to writing the rest of it please consider voting
Chapter I: Old FriendsIn our lifetime we have all met and associated with people with all sorts of habits, some of which we could easily classify as quite strange, others are uninteresting and basically just more mundane. But in actuality regardless what characterization they may fall into most are really little more than a fetish
Several weeks passed after one of the most memorable long weekends of Pete Taylor’s young life. Over that fateful weekend Pete and his girlfriend Katrina had mutually masturbated in her mother’s car on Saturday, explored oral sex on Sunday, and experimented with a 69 position on Monday. That same Monday they had even tried nudism
Disclaimer: READ THE THEMES – If you do not wish to read about this subject matter then do not proceedThis is an entirely original work. All rights reserved______________________________________Thursday 16th May 199111:14 pmFuck. I’m in deep shit.If I don’t go to jail I’ll eat my kettle. I bloody welldeserve it.I just drugged and raped a girl.
Part OneWhere is that Bitch HidingI’m Charles. A car rammed our car at a stop sign. My wife got whiplash, I got Post Traumatic Stress Disorder among other things; luckily our daughter and son was not with us at the time. The PTSD really fucked with my head. Subtle changes in personality occurred. Psyche traits
Growing Together – The Bunting Family Part 2Susan England Revised October 2004. This story may not be published at any site without the express permission of the Author at her email address englander1961@yahoo.co.ukThis is a work of fiction written for the enjoyment of adult readers over the age of 18 years and contains explicit sexual
Part 4. More extreme group sex and a memorable road trip.Over the next few months, Angie received countless offers of work. Her videos were proving extremely popular and she was receiving offers of work daily. She took a few of the offers but was declining more than she was accepting. Most of the offers she
Dawn looked out her window side seat at the crystal blue waters of the Mediterranean and smiled. Her and Jack were minutes away from landing in Nice to catch their week-long cruise aboard the Cruise X brand new ship. This cruise had been hyped up to the couple on previous Euro trip and they were
The pair sat down at the pup park. Master sat on the bench and his dutiful slave sat beside him. The slave was a petite girl in her early twenties. She was slim, with a round face and large hazel eyes. Her brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail. The girl wore a tight
Renee and Gabriella met on line in a chat room and experienced wonderful cyber sex. Now they were meeting for the first time. Renee has visited San Francisco several times, Gabriella is making her first visit.Gabriella is 5′ 8″, self confident, full figured, physically fit and still very attractive at 50. She exited the plane
Margaret was domineering. Margaret was bossy. Margaret was overbearing.She was also, at 36, very attractive. Slim. Good figure. Long black hair.She was also really sweet – when just chatting to friends, or wanting to give a present, or wanting to help when you were in trouble.Too often, though, she ruined it all by switching to
(Or Eric Meets His Match)[Author’s Notes: If you’re new to my stories this is the part where I tell you the general content and save you angrily clicking through a dozen or so pages and leaving a comment telling me you didn’t like it. In this story two hot blonde twins compete to see who
Author’s Note: This is my first story ever. Please feel free to offer constructive criticism. Also, this story features degradation, humiliation, and very rough treatment of a consenting woman. If this bothers you, don’t read it.Hey babe. Some girls from work asked me to join them for a drink and I said yes. I’ll probably
The internet’s made it all very easy. If you’re looking for a happy ending massage, even in a place you’re only fleetingly visiting, you can indulge yourself very quickly. Just take your smartphone out of your pocket, open an Incognito browser window (if you’re worried about leaving a trace), run a couple of searches and
Tiffany walked into her home, sore and cranky, not having changed or showered at all from the tough practice. Too many of the players, boys and girls, had fucked up simple drills they had practiced over and over. As captain it fell on her to bear the brunt of the responsibility.”Dinner is in the fridge.
Tuesday at 7:13 AM2 Hours Before:Maurice yawned in exhaustion as he and his brother are facing their 27-inch monitor. Every night he and his brother would break into the houses of the individuals whose names are in the list of Mr. Russel’s galleon painting buyers to procure the different pieces of the map leading to
This is chapter 2 of Plan B. You can probably read this without reading chapter 1 but it will make more sense if you read them in order. Please enjoy!”Oh no.” I say. “We’re definitely done.” And I tug impatiently at the wrist restraints.You smile again. “I don’t think you’re really in a position to
The rest of the day at the conference passed in a foggy blur. All I could think of was Lori and Frank, or rather what Frank was having Lori do. When I arrived at the hotel I went to the front desk where I was given a note and a room key. The note was