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All characters are at least 18 years old.Robert sat with Jackie on the floor of her bedroom, and for the hundredth time let his eyes wander over her; over the jeans which hugged her hips tightly, the pleasant swell of her breasts under the pink t-shirt, and the wavy, dark blond hair which fell about
Author’s Notes:This series is about the continuing adventures of John and Robin.The chronological order of the stories is:Double Trouble — Chapter 1 — 7Back Home for the Holidays — Part 1 & 2Robin’s Wedding — Chapter 1 — 12********Special thanks to my editor, Todger65.********Chapter 7John’s Wild WeddingOctober 14, 12:52 AM* * * John Parker *
He smiled to himself as he heard her whimpers and saw the frustration pass over her face. Reaching up pulling on the chain again as he leaned into her, keeping his lips just the right distance from hers. Her perfume invaded his nostrils and he could not stand it anymore, he pulled her to him
Laela awoke to the fulness of a cock in her cunt. It was not yet dawn and the room was dark, but she felt the warmth of her brother’s breath on her face as he mounted her.”Missed me?” Lord Jace whispered. He’d had plenty to drink, the wine on his breath almost made her gag.He’d
Notes:1) Most locations are real. Characters and events are all fictional.2) ‘Joan’ and ‘Beth’ are the same person. When referring to events in the past, I will generally use her original name, Joan. Talking to her or about in the present, I will use Beth. Both names refer to the same individual, but will alter
Buse’s Diary 04Thanks for Kenji Sato editing and grammar.When I woke up with an alarm on Friday morning I sat up in my bed the new rising sun was illuminating the room. Another sleepless night had ended. I turned my head and looked at my younger brother who was sleeping naked on my bed. It
Chapter 1: RessusatationI was bored. So bored. I was on holiday with my family in Lanzarote and the dinnertime conversation was far from stimulating. As my parents were blabbing on about mortgage rates, taxes and who knows what else I was staring off into space, alone with my thoughts. It was late, the sun had
Stan rubbed himself while he watched his mom undress. “Go slow,” he asked when it seemed she was just shucking her clothing. He lay back on his bed, not trying to hide the fact that he was stimulating himself, was already rock hard.”You still get turned on by this wrinkly old body?” She gave him
British English spelling and grammar.***Keep mum about it”Most freshers spend their first year on campus, getting used to uni life.” said Mick.”I’d prefer to be in the city. I don’t have much money and I need a part-time job.” explained Alex.”Yeah, I did the same in my first year. You can make your share of
It had been ages since I visited my friend, Marie, who lives in the capital. It wasn’t that far away, only a 30-minute train ride, but we were both always too busy with work. After going back and forth to find a date that worked for both of us (and not finding one), I decided
Lexi the LA Slut – Chapter 2My first week in LA went well. I had landed a reasonable place to stay and found a cash paying job. I ended the week with more money than I started with, which was a huge plus. But it was because I was working most of the time or
Everyone is 18+ in the this story of love and lust.Rick And Linda: Garden Oaks Art Club. Book 1.My art teacher in high school, my 18th year in 1970, Miss Ann Parks, picked her best and brightest to take eight of us to the Coliseum to see a band in concert. She was a sister-in-law
Chapter One – The Big RevealCaden Cutter is a man who loves sex-toys. Caden Cutter is also a man who loves women. The thing Caden Cutter loves most, though is using sex-toys to make the women he loves cum! So when Caden Cutter stumbles across a video of a young lady by the name of
______________________________________________________Summary of Part 1:I met a mature gentleman at a gay bar in Glasgow. We had some discreet fun in a secluded cubicle. When he learned that I was keen to attend mask parties, he took my mobile number and said he’d be in touch.______________________________________________________Part 2I got a text message asking if it was ok
Raina spent the next few minutes convincing Cliff to don the loincloth and thought he looked pretty sexy in it. His was a dark blue which looked royal against his dark skin. Cliff had the kind of body type that didn’t require too much effort to appear fit. The bottom of the fabric stopped at
Clay had it all figured out. He knew of a foolproof plan to get insanely rich and a way to avoid the majority of legal repercussions should he get caught.There may be no perfect crime, but this is pretty damned close, Clay thought to himself with glee. He watched the pawn shop, trying his best
I’m not getting anywhere with the two longer stories I’m working on, so I have written something short in the meantime, based on research that Moosezilla’s wonderful storyTrivia Night pushed me towards.I’m sprawled across the sofa listening to music, relaxing after a tough day when my phone pings. It is a terse text message that
(This is the first Hidden Ranch story and therefore it explains “The Hidden Ranch” as well as Mark’s and Kate’s lives together)Hello, I am Mark and I will begin by telling you a little bit about the background of where I come from. You see, before I was born my parents made a rather odd
Around 1968-1972 my older friend’s parents gave him a subscription to Penthouse and Playboy. I would visit him and avidly read the reader forums of both. I did not realize it at the time, but a couple stories really stuck in my mind since I was already a secret Dom and sadist. I would love
You’ll remember that James, our electrician, was due to return on Friday and give me a repeat session. Well things never turn out the way I expect them to and Friday was no exception. The week had been agonising. The waiting around knowing what was to occur and coping with the anticipation and the worry