Jack arrived back in town late Wednesday.Things hadn’t gone as well with the ex-forensics guy as Jack had hoped. The trip wasn’t a total waste, but the information he obtained had a definite shelf life, and as such, he needed to up his timetable. It wasn’t making his plans for Santos a slam-dunk, either. All
“Oh, my God that feels so good!” Krysta thought as she concentrated on her most favorite feeling in the world.“Ah, yes! That’s it. Yeah, just like that! Keep it at that pace babe, yes!” she kept thinking as every beautiful nerve ending in her body was being stimulated.Krysta was a beautiful woman, some would call
[b]i have a hot 25 year old wife. she has great big tits with huge nipples, a perfect ass and small pink asshole and a beautiful face. but she has a large pussy with a big clit and very big lips. my cock is only 4″ when hard and i know she would like a
This work is inspired by the stories ‘BTSC’ and ‘Room 209’ by the author ‘klrxo’. Also thrown in are elements of the many mom/son stories I’ve read over the last 25 or so years.It started out as my own spin on the above stories, but soon took on a life of its own. Too big
This is a true story about my first happy ending massage. Cities and businesses names have been left out to protect anonymity. I always had fantasies about getting a happy ending massage at one of those rub and tug places, but never had the chance. For one I live out in the middle of nowhere
Laura Loves’ Life – Part 3 – At the BarI share my office building with a small title and abstract company and we have a common entrance. It’s very easy for our mail to get mixed up as most of what we get are legal documents and the occasional check from a client. Very non-descript
This is part two of the story of how Martin came to fuck both of his wife’s sisters. The stories can be read in any order. Hope you like this one.–I’d been dating Sam for three months. It was our last year of university and we had planned a two-week holiday in Spain as a
I stood there naked. I had been awoken early, manscaped by a female healer, fucked like a cowboy and feasted on one the tastiest pussies that I have ever encountered. Betty was probably ten or fifteen years older than me and experienced in the ways of healing and sex. Time with Betty was a spiritual
Day X Month XX Year XXXXDear Diary,They say everyone has a story. A tale they could tell to just about anyone and give a perspective on the life they’d lived. But what do you do when your story is rather, adult in its content? Do you modify it? Or do you just keep it to
Unaware to their sons, two moms play a game of dares.Disclaimer: All sexual activity is between characters over the age of 18. Any similarity between these characters and any other real people is entirely coincidental.I hope you like it. I don’t have a PhD in English or Writing. So, give me a break on the
A teenager going through the painful process of discovering his sexuality. NOTE About Story: This is part two. Part one was a rewrite of an old story from years ago. I hadn’t planned to do the second part and there won’t be a part three unless there is an expressed interest. Shouldn’t That Scare me
He couldn’t keep away… –There is some truth in every lie.Part II- Cindy ContinuedDave managed to stay away from Cindy for about a week. He didn’t talk to her, and she didn’t talk to him. No text messages or emails, and definitely no phone calls. There was literal silence between the two. But the way
This is a one off story without Darla, Mistress and all the other characters from my other stories. The themes are the same and I hope you enjoy it!”I don’t know why you have to do this. You know I don’t like it. I can’t stop you but you’d better not get caught. My reputation
Mickey was finally in Las Vegas and was she excited! Her husband had come up with every excuse not to take her so she had reached the end of her patience and booked a trip with three of her girlfriends, Denise, Sandy and Lori. Mickey knew that she had become arrogant with her coworkers and
Over coffee I am telling my friend Isla all about Felix, my new man. ”He can bring me to orgasm while licking and kissing my ass cheeks with an arm between my legs and a fingertip on my cunt lips, and he is hung, nine-inches.” “Is that really true, or fake news?,” she asks disbelievingly.
Author’s Note: The first two chapters of Tracey (see: Chapter 1, Chapter 2) have been modified to correct minor grammatical errors and continuity issues, and a few details have been added here and there. You might want to re-read them before continuing with Chapter 3. -W.S.I saw little of Tracey over the next few days.
Chapter ThreeI slowly came to on the Saturday and realised I was alone. I had slept really well and so guessed that my fuck buddies had finally spent the night in their own bed.As I laid on my bed I heard Emily downstairs. She was humming loudly and making her usual noise in the kitchen.
A flash of lightning:Into the gloomGoes the heron’s cry.Matsuo Basho.JILLIt wasn’t anything like television or the movies. No cold-storage drawer sliding out of the wall, no ghastly fluorescent lights, no sheet pulled dramatically back to reveal the disfigured corpse.An assistant coroner, who seemed very young, led us into a private room, where a kind police
Violet was escorted back to her room by a make-up artist assistant.She was exhausted and felt like she had just been put through a cram session for her Master’s mid term. She had been putting on makeup since she was a teenager but after she had applied her take on ‘goth’ make-up, she had been
CH. 14 “Everyone’s in their PJs””What u got to drink?” Erica said, kicking off her black boots.Tristan was taken aback.”Don’t tell me you can’t work and drink?” Erica said, crossing her arms again looking more like her Daria inspired character.”Hmph,” Tristan snorted before going under his bed for a bottle of Hennesy.”Nice, got cups?””Um….” Trista