A New ExperienceBy Dawn RMy second attempt at a story from a male perspective. My first was “A Nerdy Cousin.” Comments please. There are some Scottish and Swedish colloquialisms. Look them up is you need to.I looked down as I stumbled slightly stepping off the rocky path onto the beach. Only a short ride after
Building a Dream: Part ElevenWhere Jay tells all about her strange day with the wives“Those woman are bat-shit fucking crazy,” Jay said. She didn’t elaborate straight away. She laid in the bath, the bubbles floating around her as she clearly relaxed to let out any tension that had built in the past few hours.“What happened?”
Story of myself torture.Note: this was my first story about my journey into being a pain slut. I posted it on my e-mail account with my ex husband. I have now moved it over to my new E mail account. That is why it looks familiar to many of you.-My name is Debbie and I’m
I don’t have much luck generally. I’m 21 years-old and I work in a dead-end job in a supermarket but the other day, something happened to me that restored my faith in life.For a while now, I’ve been trying to have sex with my girlfriend but she finds it hard to relax. This means her
Friday at 2pm. SJ had finished her morning session on the pole at “Slutties!” strip bar. She was a lot better than on Monday but still needed work before doing it for real. Her brands as she thought of them. The tattoos still needed to be kept moist. Her owner’s toys, the ring behind her
“Whew! I’m sorry, I’m not used to running so far,” Jessica says to her cousin as she leans against her door.”You didn’t do too badly,” Clive says with some encouragement. “You just need to do it every day and you’ll get used to it.””Well come on in, I’ll let you use my shower to get
She’d been winding me up all day, sending sexy massages, and sending teasing pictures, not showing a lot of giving it away, but to say I was aroused was an understatement, it was extremely sassy of her, and while I never minded her teasing and trying to excite, she knew exactly what she was doing
Holly Denton frowned as she walked slowly toward the high school auditorium, thinking about her loud argument with Michael last night, the latest in a long series of conflicts with her volatile husband. She knew, deep down, that she was losing him, but she had no idea what to do about it. Sometimes he seemed
Oh but where to start…a short history I suppose!I married Stacey when I was 23.We worked together and one night one thing lead to another.She hadn’t been with someone for ages (She had only ever been with one man before me).I had been drinking and it took me forever to cum.Eventually shooting all over her
It has been a long couple of weeks since I had spent the weekend becoming a slut for black cum. Donovan and I had talked every day since he left my house and travel plans had been made for me to accompany him on his upcoming business trip. I tried my best to concentrate at
I Can Feel You On My Lips, I Can Feel You Deep InsidePart 2: One, two, three, not only you and meTim and I gathered our things and began to head indoors. I grabbed my purse from the car and saw my face in the mirror when I reached in to grab it. Apart from
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is the last installment of this story for a while. I’ve written most of a first draft of another two installments, but I’m putting them on the back burner.If you enjoy my writing, but would prefer a a depiction of a more human (and humane) relationship, I hope you’ll give “The Maid”
On Cruise.. Part 2 This follows through on Part one on the cruise liner of the sex scene where my wife and myself indulged in on deck of the ship. On getting back to our cabin, we had now somewhat cooled off from the fantastic oral, pissing, anal stimulation and cum swallowing fun. We were
[Not a sex story. Maybe a little sexy, but not a sex story. It is as true as a fifty-year-old memory could make it. It is based on events that happened.The stats for my stories are like this: Only 1.7% of readers Vote. Only 0.115% of people who read my stories Comment on my stories.