If you can remember from my first story my name is Matt and I have a really good friend name Cody who recently I didn’t really hang out a lot with. From the night where we first messed around with each other we really didn’t see the other person. I don’t know why maybe that
Karen is still a naive young girl. Thinking she has cornered the market on sex. So proud of herself taking on these monstrous beasts. She wondered what Terry and Tammy were talking about behind the closed door of the office. Truth be told. The subject matter was Karen and her steamy, voluptuous, and sultry body.
Disclaimer: Please read and take note. This work explores themes of power imbalance, older man/younger woman, corporal discipline, and the corruption of Christian traditions in a historical context. Please do not read this story if you find such themes offensive, distasteful, or upsetting. Also, understand this is a work of fiction directly from the creative
I felt dirty and itchy after a long day out in the woods. I could not wait to jump into the shower. The hot water was a balm to my skin, cleansing me of the sweat and dirt that had accumulated over the day. I stayed under the showerhead for longer than usual, trying to
“Good morning Love” Rob-Lee whispered gently to me. Rob-Lee was always awake before me, I wondered if he stayed awake all night watching me sleep. I turned towards him rubbing his chest and curling up close.”Morning my sweet” I replied yawning. “What time is it?””Early yet, 5:30am” Rob-Lee replied.I let out a contented sigh as
Listening to Elaine’s story got me horny as hell and as my dick started to harden up, I reached inside my shorts, pulled out my dick and began stroking myself as Elaine was filling grandma in on some of the details of her story. Neither grandma nor Elaine noticed me slowly jacking off until Elaine
Steven checked his phone. Frustrated, he slammed it down on the table. What is this girl’s problem? he asked himself.Angelina walked through the Prada store looking for the perfect black dress. Not once did she think about Steven. Not once did she think about how selfish she was or how the game she was playing
On this pleasantly warm afternoon I am laid on my sun lounger in the shade of an old oak tree at the bottom of my secluded garden. My daughter, Abigail, is suckling contentedly on my plump milk filled breast. My two year bold little boy, Jacob is playing happily in the sandpit.Nearer the house my
I was running back and forth, tidying up every little spot of my apartment. I rarely had company, which is why it was always such a mess. Of course, it would probably end up being a bigger mess later, what with me dying my own hair for the first time ever. I scooped up a
This is a continuation of the story that began with Amnesty Program.—-Jason had forgotten how long it takes jeans to dry.Emily had burst in, just as Rebecca had predicted, her freckled face flushed from running and her wavy red hair windblown. She had been disappointed to find Jason and Rebecca calmly huddled over Jason’s laptop
This is just a story. I’ve shared most of this fantasy with my irl wife. She’s accepts that the fantasy is exciting, but we both admit that we have too much to risk in our relationship to experiment. Maybe some day :> A gentle breeze rolled by, stirring me out of a light doze. I
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Author’s Note- this story is a work of fiction. All the characters are eighteen or older unless noted otherwise. This story contains scenes of non-consensual sex, incest, interracial sex, gay sex, forced feminization, abuse, and rough sex. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. – SMACK! My cheek stings
richboys love 57 by richbitch True Story Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: l.a Posted Sat 9th of June 2012 Font size : – + did he sign or didnt he when i arrived at my apartment i put my key in the door and let myself in. i walked into the living room
I have never been good with my hands. I took after my father in that respect. I was that kid who could never hold a nail steady, who was never able to catch a ball in little league (or hit a ball with a bat for that matter), who could never figure out how to
“Ben, are you up?” my mom shouts from the kitchen.I groan, lying face down on my drool-covered pillow. I glance at the clock, it’s 9:30…shit.We have a family reunion today, my mom’s been planning it for months. All my aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents will be here. She used to do these reunions every year
A couple month’s had passed since Ted and his 18 year old son Andy had become lovers, and it was now to the point the two struggled to keep their hands off each other even when Ted’s wife Peggy was home. Often they would make excuses to go off to Andy’s room, or the garage
A COVID Journey is the ongoing story of how the financial pressures of joblessness in the era of COVID led one woman to become a 24/7 live-in companion and submissive BDSM playmate and how this relationship expanded to include her stepdaughters and others.I am writing a love story about multiple couples that involves male domination
I have a tacit agreement with my man (he is nine-inches and thick) that I can please and be pleased sexually by another man around once a month. We set some basic rules a while back, outer sex only, no intercourse, my man can watch and masturbate. If the second man wants to blow my
step sister, masturbation, assistance, silk panties Megan had finally arrived home and couldn’t wait to get out of her school clothes and into her favorite lounge-about clothing. The absence of her dad and step-mom’s cars in the garage made her believe that she was alone. That was until she saw Terry’s motorcycle under the tarp