No one knows what it’s like to be me. My name is Matthew Marquis. I’m a big white guy of Jewish origin who hails from the incredibly tough and resilient town of Stoughton, in the state of Massachusetts. I was raised by my absentee father and my guilt-inducing Jewish Mama. I finally escaped from my
Please Note: All the characters in this story are over 18, and only for the purpose of pleasure, any resemblance to anyone is mere a coincidence.After the disturbing encounter with Mr. Singh, I found myself in a state of confusion and guilt. I couldn’t believe what had just happened and I felt violated. As I
Alex Robinson slipped quietly into the bathroom and locked the door. He hoped that Melissa hadn’t noticed the erection that was forming the tent in his shorts. It wasn’t his fault, Alex reasoned with himself. So what if Melissa was his twin sister. Alex didn’t cause her to go swimming in her skimpy bathing suit
Wife is finger fucked under a table at a bar Well, Friday rolled around. Me and my wife had made plans to hang out with my buddy Anthony since his girlfriend was out of town on business. We decided to eat at our favorite Mexican restaurant. The tequila and margaritas were flowing. We were feeling
Out Tonight by ebony_goddess Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Female/Female, Group Sex, Interracial, Teen Male/Teen Female Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: N/A Posted Mon 14th of January 2013 Font size : – + Heather expected a nice night alone with her boyfriend but that’s soon interrupted… “Hello?” “Hey babe, my brother went out
The cover band outside the kitchen had been playing the end of “With or Without You” by U2 as Helen finished blowing Franky.The appropriateness of the repeated chorus at the end of that song was not lost on me as Franky deposited all of his vile sperm into my beautiful wife’s welcoming throat.”… and you
Chapter ThirtyAfter shutting the door and clicking the lock in place, Lindsay’s muscles relaxed for the first time since the afternoon. When they did, exhaustion pulled at her as she crashed from the adrenaline that had been spiking for so many hours. She brought a forearm to her head, leaned against the mahogany, and her
A Word to the Reader: This is not literature. It is not even erotic literature – it’s an amusing (I hope!) little piece of “What if…?” I hope you enjoy.- cva~ ~ ~ ~ ~”But you didn’t get to cum yet, did you, Darling?”Don’t worry, I have an idea I think you might like. In
How a 15F virgin became a free use wife. Going back to the beginning. I was a 15F, and a virgin. I was dating my boyfriend Tommy 17M and we were taking it slow due to my nervousness about getting pregnant as I did not want to ever have kids and the fact that I
Suzanne checked her hair one last time. She had a few butterflies in her stomach, but mostly was just jittery with anticipation. It wasn’t unusual for her to be a hair nervous before performing, but this wasn’t her customary bellydance, nor the usual crowd before which she’d be dancing.This was her brother’s eighteenth birthday party.Well
(In the Year of Our Lord 1880, London’s streets were ablaze with passion and desire.)Charlotte, the middle sister, had fallen for a dashing young soldier who had swept her off her feet and taken her away to his estate in the countryside.But Emily was different. She had always felt like the odd one out, the
This is a follow up to The Nervouse Game (sorry about the misspelling in the original title). You should probably read part 1 first if you haven’t already. Otherwise, enjoy ;-). It had been almost a week since Alanna and I had hooked up in her basement, and all I could think about was how
I’ve begun to write this journal to help understand these events and feelings. I don’t know why I’m letting this happen. Is it loneliness; is it a need to feel alive again? Its deepened our bond and connection and our love feels stronger but I fear at what cost. 1-18Sunday was another typical morning in
If Carlsberg made stocks they would have made this one. Solid oak with padded black leather surrounding the holes where my head and arms are secured. Brass studs fasten the leather in place and the fixtures and fittings are all shiny brass.It is a beautiful piece of apparatus, unfortunately, dear reader, I can see very
My Gay Neighborhood by Brocode True Story, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Boy / Boy, Boys/Teen Female, First Time, Gay, Girls / Female, Group Sex, Lesbian, Males / Female, Males / Females, Oral Sex, Teen Female/Teen Female, Teen Male / Teen Male, Virginity, Young Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: N/A Posted Tue 24th of January 2012
It began six months ago. My wife Susan and I had just moved into the area as I had been relocated due to my recent promotion at work. We are both in our early thirties, with no children and a great sex life. My wife is 5’6″ tall, measuring 38D-26-35 and has dark black hair
Peering through the blinds, He half-smiled at the falling sun. “Soon, ” he thought, “any minute now.” He pulled the blinds closed again and continued to pace the kitchen floor. The heavy clomp, clomp of His boots falling into a hypnotic rhythm as He walked, He catalogued His preparations yet again. Covered head to toe
Author’s noteIt’s interesting what can happen in the span of a few hours with a few shared words. In this story, we will find how that applies to a mother and her son whose relationship changes within a single conversation.If you have concerns over what content may be in a story, please read the story
He’d been working with her since the restaurant opened. She started as a hostess when she was a plucky, adorable, 16 year-old. She looked like a young, naïve Taylor Swift — minus the lacquered makeup. Tall, leggy, blonde, great lips, earnest eyes, bouncy butt, perky B’s. He felt like a dirty old man — more
This is a story adapted from real life, it is about my soul mate and our journey of sexual discovery and the war between our differing sexual appetites. Hopefully part one leaves you just as worked up as I was and wanting more. If you like part one there are many more stories to come.Our