– My Grey Summer -bywarkat747*****Authors note: This story is a work of fiction. All the characters, places, and events, are made up. All the fictitious sexual activity depicted within, is between consenting adults, who are fictional. But it is the authors hope, that in reality, if you have taken the time to read this story
This is my first (mostly) true story. I’ve changed a few details to ensure if my wife reads it she can’t identify the circumstances, but below you can read the most erotic experience of my life.I have a cousin who lives about a 5 hour drive away in the country. We’ve always had a good
After the disturbing encounter with Matt at the cafe, Nora retreated to her room, feeling violated and disgusted. She refused to leave her bed for days, replaying the traumatic events in her mind over and over.A week passed before her sister Ariana decided to check on her. “Nora? Can I come in?” Ariana asked softly
This is the second and only expected sequel to “How It’s Going – The First Part”. But it is a sequel the way Wynds of Change does sequels… same world, same storyline, different incestuous couple, and no they’re not getting together in an orgy. As always, all characters are over the age of 18, and
Thank you to “D” for the inspiration. This one is dedicated to you and your kinky fantasy!PROLOGUEDiane had always had a kinky side to her. She also learnt very early on that she was bisexual.Not long after turning 18 she lost her virginity in a club bathroom, getting fucked in a cubical by some random
Thank you to those who read stories.I’ve had experiences, fantasies, and thoughts that I felt like sharing and I hope you enjoy the writings.Some stories are completely true, some are fictional, and some are a combination of fact with some fiction (to enhance the story).I may tell you if it’s a true story or sometimes
All characters are at least 18 years old. This is a non-canonical story related to the Family Morsel series.——DrewI had to look in the eyes of a man who had been ready to strangle me to death just two days ago, and pretend I didn’t take his daughter’s virginity but a day later. If Leon
I’m sitting on a low wall, next to the outdoor lunch area at my high school in Glendora, near Los Angeles, eating the lunch my Mom made for me when Diane Graham walks over to me.”Hi, Brett,” she says as she sits down next to me.”Hi, Diane,” I reply. Why is she here? I’ve known
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Fiction, Anal, Fisting, Rape, Violence Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: N/A Posted Mon 21st of May 2007 Sasha had just finished a very long day at work and was on her way home. As she drove down the long road home she decided to listen to the radio. She turned it up all
Amy wiped down the table of the corner booth, sighing with habitual disgust at the trails of ketchup, mayonnaise, and spilled salt all over the surface. How could 2 grown adults make such a mess? she wondered.Waitressing in Eddie’s Diner had gradually turned from a teenager’s summer job into an unintentional career for the 40
Moksh’s P.O.V~I remember her eyes on me. Her strength is still visible on my neck and her eyes have abruptly altered on me. Her unbothered face has turned into troubled.She shuns even looking at me, and I’ve been stressing my distance from her as well. She was right. Why am I intruding in her life?I
The continuation and conclusion of the story “Emma still wets her bed – Ch.1″Everyone mentioned or written sexually about in the story is 18 years old or older.IMPORTANT!This story contains light incest between mother and daughter, lesbian kinky fetishes with pee, some foot fetish and anal, and quite a lot of conversations.- A LOT OF
[The story so far: I’ve recently divorced my wife, and am raising my son by myself. After a long abstinence, I’ve met a woman (Angela) and we’ve been indulging in anal sex, new to both of us. My babysitter (Samantha) has watched us have sex, and confessed to Angela. That set Angela thinking, and she
Everyone in this tale is 18+The family gift. Book 2Later I made my way to coffee; I looked over my coffee cup, my eyes a tad bloodshot, picked up my toast, looked again over my cup, and Jean looked over hers. To anyone else, we are both still sleepy, but she looks to the front
Maggie is coming over to see me today, she had the day off from her retail second job. She hated her job. dealing with angry customers all day, I couldn’t do it, I think I would break down too much, I don’t know how to interact with everyday people confidently. I understand why she goes
After returning home from Mon Chalet, I decided to wait 24 hours before discussing the experience with Della. She didn’t mention it either.The next evening, we ate dinner together. I gazed at her, “Dear, what did you think about our sexperience in Mon Chalet?”She wasn’t ready for my direct question. She almost choked on the
Author’s note: Thanks to Chief Hal for his proofreading assistance.All characters in this story that are involved in any sexual encounter or scene are 18 years or older.I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Hell, the only reason I agreed to the dare, was because I knew there was no way Chris was ever going
Australian / British standard English. There is a good chance of: lots of profanity, characters drinking, typos, mistakes, and bad grammar at times.Proofreading and editing suggestions provided by OhDave1. Any mistakes are still mine.Comments are appreciated.Feedback by email is always welcome. Enjoy chatting with anyone who likes my work.*****I’d been riding a motorcycle since the
Note: The first evening described at the beginning of this vignette is described more fully about halfway through Introductions and Exposures, the beginning of my series about these two characters.She had thought she’d ended the evening by refusing to strip for him. As much as she wanted to be owned, the shift from kissing on