Chapter 5Saturday night on Sunset Blvd is insane. Last night, when I left the studio I was energized and floating on a cloud, aware of all the activity around me. Tonight, all was silent. I walked past the same tourists and locals, revelers and lovers, pimps and pushers, but I did not fit in. I
My sister Breanna and her friend Cindy walked through the front door and instantly took over the house. They were both on break from college and were working as lifeguards at a pool a couple of miles from my parent’s house. I didn’t mind that they took over, watching Cindy lounge around in her red
This is a direct follow on from Saving Eva from Abuse 5, the stories are fairly short so if you haven’t it would be worth reading from the beginning.Comments and stars are much appreciated.BobThursday morning, Eva woke me with a cup of tea and a kiss. She was showered, we had gone to bed without
Joe was seated at his desk when his secretary rang in, and Jim Weasley was here. Joe looked at the clock on his desk. It was 2:40 pm, Jim was 20 minutes early. He let him cool his heals out in the lobby.The lobby was furnished with metal chairs and no tables on purpose. Joe
It was that magical time in life after college and before marriage, generally known as the “early 20s.” It was time in life marked by shitty apartments, 11 hour days at an entry level job, four nights a week at a bar, scrounging quarters for laundry and juggling multiple women, trying to decide which, if
“Happy Birthday, man.”I looked up and saw that Tom Wiley was standing in the aisle. Tom was an outspoken redhead and a good friend of mine.”Thanks, Tom.””No problem.” He slid into the seat across from me. “So this is your last ride?”I grinned. “Hell yeah, and thank God. I hate this damn thing.””Hey, who doesn’t?”
This story is based on an event that happened to me when I was more involved in the BDSM lifestyle. As always, I welcome your comments.The keys jingled in my trembling hand, I muttered under my breath wondering why such a mundane task is so difficult. Pausing to steady my breathing, I tried again, heaving
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are above the age of eighteen and the story involves no element of coercionDisclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental.———-Ankita, Anirudh, and I have been best friends since our college days-practically inseparable. We studied together, went on holidays
*This is part 1 of an ongoing series. A couple is out on a sailing excursion, looking for adventure, and nature, but mostly sex. They will meet people along the way and bring them aboard for an unforgettable time. Group sex, swinging, bisexuals, masturbation, worshiping, and a whole lot more…welcome aboard*It was early morning, before
Bed, Champagne, Bath”Uhhh, uhh, uhhh”Each moan from the stunning beauty corresponded to a thrust of Maxwell’s hips. He repeatedly drove his lengthy cock into the heart of his lover’s womb.Milling in the corner of the room was another beauty, who had her breasts on full display. She wore only her lace-topped stockings and high heels.
Desiree had just arrived at a marketing conference in Las Vegas, and she was excited to be there. She had been to many conferences in the past, but this was the first one that she had attended since she had cheated on her husband. She was feeling a mix of emotions: guilty about what she
My wife Stacy had been best friends with Carrie from the time they were teenagers until their early 30s. It was around then, with young kids and careers and distance all factoring in, that their friendship started to sour. By the time they reached 40 they were essentially strangers.I had always found Carrie attractive, even
This story contains group sex, and some same-sex activity. If you are offended by that, this one probably isn’t for you. The rest of you, enjoy!My wife (Shelly) and I (Dave) have been together for more than ten years and we enjoy an active and varied sex life. We both get turned on when she
We left the relative shade of the peristyle garden with its white marble fountain depicting Venus, a ewer hoisted on her shoulder. The trickling figure stood in the centre of a shallow square pool, surrounded by smooth flag stones and then by a grassed border skirting up to a colonnaded cloister that hemmed the garden
I live in your typical, middle class, suburb home. It’s a nice, ranch style home. Myself and my boyfriend moved in about 2 years ago. It sits on a 2 acre lot, with an empty lot on one side, and, since we moved in, an empty house on the other side.I woke up this morning
The club was full; the beat was sublime. I didn’t need alcohol to massage my senses. We’d danced for hours, I perspired, Chloe did too, but my heat was more desperate.She was married and got fucked regularly; I wasn’t and didn’t, but needed it badly.A seductive, thumping bass throbbed through me, strumming my soul, igniting
The following chapters have been edited by Woodman’s game. Thank you, game.Chapter Ten – Daddy’s Little PrincessTwo people lay, side by side, upon a grassy knoll surrounded by poppies and cornflowers on a clear spring day. One, the man, sat up and gazed lovingly down at his little daughter as she basked in the late
©KCLovin 2023 all rights reserved.It was the second semester of year two. With spring break approaching, Kevin and Kate found themselves scheduled to work and canceled their plans to go home. Heather discovered that her parents would be in California, so she wasn’t going home either. It wasn’t a big loss since they would be
Putting this first story under the category of “First Time” as I don’t know where else it fits. Every word of this story and those to follow in this series are true. I’m not necessarily proud of all of them but it is what it is.My first wife was a terrible lover. She had been
A continued episode of my favourite theme of reoccurring dreams.My Dreams Part 5 – slave girl saraI had spent the night in the room of the house guest paying the debt for my mother. This made me late for my work in the kitchen.Although I lay dazed, I looked up, “Thank you Sir,” I lay