Where the Good Samaritan becomes a night-time voyeur…. I make no apology for the fact that I have an eye for a young man. And me being a creature of habit, it will come as no surprise that this one was about 20 and travelling with his parents when I encountered him – not once
Ann drove up to a nightclub in an urban neighborhood. Actually her Limbo drove up. Her driver was one her slaves. She was a white busty 20 year old white girl name Lisa.The music started pumping and she started moving her shoulder to the music. She knew all eyes were on him and most those
The House at Rothsmere was in uproar. Victoria had vanished, taken by that rogue, Sir Thomas Brandon, the notorious slaver. Phillip was in dismay; he had lost his lover and his daughter, and knew that he should have been more wary of Thomas. He knew Thomas would be aroused at the thought of having both
All characters are fictional and over 18.Krystal Massey was not your typical 19 year old college coed. She was a bit of a tomboy who loved boy things like skateboarding and video games more than makeup or Instagram. She was thin and lanky, and when she walked her body moved like a dude. That’s not
I’ve just woken on the plane home from Vegas and there’s still three hours to go before I have to change planes, so I guess I’ll tell you about another of the two films I won Awards for.The ‘Best Story’ second prize was a big surprise, as it was the only film I made for
(Authors note: The following story is a continuation of a previous story and part of a much larger tale. please read part 1 for context)The next day starts out feeling awkward. Eventually Meg and I decide we need to have an honest, kind conversation with Lyla so we invite her to a little gastro pub
I had my first sexual experience the summer I was eighteen. It started when my boyfriend Mark and I were watching a movie on TV after my parents had gone to bed. Mark started kissing me and then started to slide his hand up my skirt. “No” I told him and pulled his hand away.
The story is by one of my friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. Where he was the Event Planner. He has narrated his story to me during our several meetings. This is a story about
Lord Marchington conquers Rose Lord Marchington’s Conquest I looked around the sitting room, where my sisters and mother and the aristocratic and haughty Lady Marjory and the flame haired Rose her tall spoiled daughter, were all looking expectantly at me and I laughed. “Mr Harnsworth,” Lady Marjory demanded, “What exactly do you find funny?” It
I caught her attention but she had expectations. Could I read her quickly enough to get inside her head. Bold, strong and in control! The shock of your attire put me on the back foot long enough to seize control of the situation. I liked it, there was absolutely nothing for me not to like.
StepMy girlfriend and her magic fingersI was home from college and taking it easy for the winter holiday. Nights were spent with my sweetie, movies, dinners and a little smooching. After taking her home I would spend some time with my favorite occupation. Playing with my penis and working up a good orgasm. Life was
“It was a tactical choice of yours I presume, having this little ritual of yours be in our bedroom of all places.”It’d been three days of work to reassemble their chambers just so they’d have enough room for the ceremony, a few hours of work for their servants, but Anastasya had been adamant of the
Elizabeth’s mother works nights and she has just left for work, leaving Elizabeth at home alone. At 14 years of age, Elizabeth loves the freedom of not having her mother around. Having the house to herself, Elizabeth goes upstairs to take a shower. She undresses in her room and walks to the bathroom in the
He is 24 years old, 6 feet tall and built like an Adonis. The first time we showered together I couldn’t take my eyes off him, the soapy water spilling down through his tight dark curls and over rock hard pecs, pooling in the defined lines of his six-pack before getting lost in his closely
A young man wakes up to find himself no longer in his cozy bed back at Fiore, instead rising from a soft patch of dirt with nothing but his socks, his underwear, and a vague memory of his training as a Pokemon Ranger. The rest of his past is a blur, but he’ll soon find
Authors Note: This my first ever work of erotic fiction written on a bit of a whim to satisfy my own kinks. I do not have much writing experience and it probably needs some more editing so I apologize for the quality.Walking down the street after a long day at university prep school I was
I am in a meeting at work when I feel my phone vibrate in the pocket of my jeans. I try to subtly pull it out to see what the text says. I shouldn’t check it during my bosses presentation, but it might be important. It might be from Him.And sure enough, it is.Call me.
“Fuck, fuck, oh, ohh, ohhhhh fuck,” Laura muttered quietly, straining to keep her voice low while she slid a pink, plastic dildo shaft in and out of her slippery pussy. Danny was asleep in his room just on the other side of the wall. The last thing she needed was her eighteen year old son
The red light illuminated your eyelids, with a faint but perceptible flashing. You opened them and quickly closed them again – the alarm clock on the bedside table flashed 12:57, on and off, on and off. You thought back on how it had been unplugged, and how you had turned off the light without resetting
Not a writer, had a crazy Summer, sharing it. So please read parts 1 and 2 for a better understanding of what’s going on. Who sent me this DVD? Was it Jack or Janet? This I had to know. More importantly, how did they know where to send it. If you read part 1 and