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My eyes blinded with tears it was too late when I saw the truck across my path. I remember slamming on the car brakes and I heard the scream of rubber on bitumen. Time seemed to stand still, and then blackness and nothing.Kent had come to me as I always knew one day he would.
Eric and I had dated off and on for a couple years. In fact I lived with him for 10 months. But then he wants to get too close. You know, wants me to commit to seeing only him and I can’t do that. Still, he told me I could call on him any time.
NOTE TO READERS: If you would like to understand Lilly’s story relative to the other works on my page, please read my profile. While there are still a few more chapters to post from “Cultivating Lilly,” if you are enjoying this book, I think you’ll also find “The Stranger” and “The Conventioneer” interesting as these
I ring the doorbell, I wait, and then there’s noise and rattling coming out of the speaker. There are some words too, can’t make them out but I guess it doesn’t really matter. I say “It’s Jason, Aunt Maria!” but I guess that doesn’t get through all the goings-on at the other end. In any
Part 1 – IntroductionsZander could hardly believe where they were. He knew that Adeline had been sexually adventurous before they got married, and she sometimes whispered her fantasies to him during sex to spice things up. But when she proposed going to a swinger’s resort for their wedding anniversary he was stunned. At first, he
Hi there! This story was written as part of a kinky writing challenge that used randomly rolled prompts. For this one, my prompts were: cosmetic/paint brushes; strap-on; vanilla; couple; public sex/exhibitionism, and leather. It’s just a short one this time, though there’s a longer one coming from the same challenge, likely to be posted here
This has never actually happened, it’s just something that I’ve thought, and maybe fantasised, about…This is my first attempt at any kind of fiction, let alone erotic fiction, so please, be gentle…It was Christmas Eve on Trafalgar Square in London. Bob Wilde didn’t want to be here, driving his bus on route 159 at 11pm.
Sarah Marks smiled as the door to the luxurious suite softly clicked shut. Her mother had finally left to go hiking with the rest of her siblings, leaving Sarah to relax at the resort with her father. Her body was flushed with desire, aching with the pent up lust that had built up after a
It was the seventies, the middle of the ‘sexual revolution’, and we were to become willing soldiers in the war.We were both coming out of disastrous marriages, and when introduced by a mutual friend, both of us, for whatever reasons, felt the attraction immediately. Ree was twenty-five, pretty, and had a body that turned heads.
The next day was surreal. I had to figure out how my profile was in Irma’s inbox. I opened my profile and went to settings. Wow, somehow, I had left the default age parameters. They were set to 18-99! Shit. And Irma, it turns out, is 79 years old. OMG! This was very surprising, and
I returned home after my freshman year in college to work for the summer and earn some extra money. My step-sister, Stacy, who was only a year younger than me, had just recently graduated from high school and was also preparing to head off to college. It seemed that during the time that I was
About five years ago my girl friend Shannon was working as the office manager for a dentist. We had gone on the skids and broken it off, but I still went to see Dr. K because his office was close to mine and he did good work. Shannon and I kept it professional. Dr. K
Erin’s Wild Week Part 6: Erin’s Performance. Peter reveals another fantasy to Erin. She makes it come true.On Sunday night, after their parents had gone to sleep, Peter snuck out of his house and climbed in the window of Erin’s bedroom. By midnight they were catching their breath after hours of torrid sex, the sheets
This is part two of my expanded series, Lot’s Incestuous Children. This story was first published in November of 2022. And even though those who read my work seemed to like it, I had to face facts and be honest with myself that I wasn’t happy in the way I originally presented it. Folks, there’s
Note #1: This scenario will be written from both the Domme side and the sub side. The Dominant side is titled “The Long Night (Domme).” I suggest choosing one or the other to read first based on your sexual preferences. Each version focuses on the thoughts and emotions of the Domme/submissive as the night progresses.Note
Submissive Southern Girl in Minnesota Ch. 7 -VegasThursday was the first time with the cleaning lady. I was nervous meeting her naked except for: heels, plug, and the cover up Master gave me that hid almost nothing. The doorbell rang right at 1:00 PM. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised when the cleaning lady turned
As we trundled off to bed, I drug Shea along. She seemed not sure of herself at this moment. Rounding the corner, Sandy was in bed, fluffing the pillow. “Rand, can we put her in the middle,” Sandy asked?”Sure baby,” I whispered huskily. “But don’t be surprised if you find me buried balls deep in
Note: May I please have the italic sections kept?The Adventures of a Slut Mommie.Chapter 2: Camera Slut.Hi readers. Katie Muggleton again. Let me continue my story so you can understand how and why I became a slut mommie.Earlier, towards the end of the first part of my story, I’d been unable to resist my son’s
We are dancing on a dance floor, we are completely alone on it, could only see the dance floor, the seating area was pitch black. We are dancing seductively, teasing and tantalizing each other, rubbing up on each other, touching each other all over as if we were trying to lead one another.As we danced
It was my senior year in high school. Four years had gone by and the finish line was in sight. I could not wait until I was out of school and off to college. College was going to be great and so different from high school, especially the girls. At least that was what my