A quick note: My stories aren’t for everyone. If you don’t like very petite women with really huge breasts, mother-son incest (or the use of the word “mommy” in a sexual context), portrayals of women as bimbos (see below for a note on that), and totally unrealistic scenarios, they might not be for you. If
Please leave me some feedback and if you want to read the 2nd part. Weekend with Daniel————————————–This is a story of fiction and fantasy. If it comes true I would be ecstatic. Thanks for reading and be positive and kind with your remarks.————————————–I decided that it had been way too long since I have been
Author’s Note: everyone in this story is over the age of 18.Let me start by explaining: I like it hot.I’m not talking about a fondness for warm showers and heated car seats.Heat turns me on. In a big way.So finding myself backed up between my dad’s open legs in a sauna was worse for me
A construction accident put me in the hospital for five months with many serious physical injuries that needed a few major operations to fix. I was thrilled upon being released, but needed a walker to walk about and intense physical therapy at my doctor’s center twice a week. I could not live at home, being
“College is where dorks go to have sex with other dorks.”Mike Birbiglia”What does Jamila do for a living?” I asked him, as we spent a lazy late-summer Saturday morning in his apartment. He had made Turkish eggs for breakfast, fried in butter and drenched in a thick, salty yogurt sauce, and drizzled with more butter
Damian Saunders’ estate house was like something you would see on a television show, not a real place. His home was gigantic and magnificent. The granite chipped driveway went on for what felt like miles. For the house it was equally impressive, white marble pillars and lintels were everywhere. All over powering when we pulled
“I think a relationship is like a shark. It has to constantly move forward, or it dies,” said Alvy Singer, Woody Allen’s gloomy alter ego in his classic film Annie Hall. I’ve thought a lot about that quote over the years, and to this day I’m still torn as to the truth of it.As dating
I enjoy gay fiction, but lately, I’ve been experimenting with supernatural gay fiction. This is my first part of the first story, I hope you guys like it. Please leave me detailed comments, so that I may improve 🙂 Desmond Riley huffed the last bit of his cigarette before stuffing it into the trash can
………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………she was my sister, i kept repeating that…. i had to… She and i would take a shower together, and i would watch the water slide off her tall, tanned body. she had perky breasts with small round nipples, a big bubbly butt that shook, and quivered every time she moved. she was a foot
Obsession with Granny and old ladies – part 2.It is now evening and granddad has come home, he asks if we have had a good day and if anything interesting happened.I avoid the question for a while as I think of an appropriate response. Fortunately grandmother replies, “Well it was the group coffee morning and
MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY PART – 30TRIAL ROOM TO BED ROOMIt was not any special occasion but my husband wanted to buy a sexy dress for me. After his return from office in the evening, we went to nearby shopping mall which is situated at walking distance from our home.He was holding my hand with love
My name is James Stone. I’ve always thought of myself as a bit of a coward, and this is the story of how I learned to have a bit more confidence in myself.I hadn’t always known or been sure if I believed in destiny or not. Growing up, I had my fair share of existential
All Characters are 18 years or older.Vanilla? Surely sex should be better than this?Lysette was attractive, confident, self -sufficient, financially affluent as well as all around independent. On the surface she had it all. But she was bored, she wanted more, she needed excitement, she wanted passion.When Voluptuous independent Lysette decides to look for a
Please vote. Please give me the support or your vote. Please vote.*Part Two: From prom star to porn starIn the way she wasn’t born a slut, a whore, or thought to be addicted to sex, Liz wasn’t always a porn star. Yet, early on, from the first time she had sex, being that she not
My brother came to visit for a few days. The visit turned into a three day fuck fest. I LET MY BROTHER FUCK MY WIFE The following is a true account. Conversations are accurate to the best of my recollections. Some are crystal clear in my mind, some not so clear, but I think they’re
Eve stands in front of the apartment. Her naked thighs are cold from the wind swirling around the edges of her long coat. She pulls it closer around her and shudders. Her heart races as she raises her hand tentatively to knock on the door.She pauses, hand raised, then finally knocks. Her nipples harden immediately.
It had been about a week since I had taken my pet to my place. Her disappearance had been all over the news for the first four days. The police swore up and down they were close to finding some answers. They werent, and I knew this for certain. I kept my pet locked in
Wayne followed the path toward a hedgerow, and through a carved entrance. The excitement of the gangbang and sights of this strange kingdom had Wayne’s cock at full erection as he entered the square. There were six rows of at least sixty female slaves. They all stood straight, their arms folded with hands behind their
Gary Lockett drove all over town in an old Caribbean green top down Chevy looking for Dana Scruer, the dishy girl whom he’d made love to so passionately three weeks ago. Still he couldn’t find her after that wonderful event. Now he found himself cruising the country lane, beautiful sights on both sides but he
Like me, I imagined that most people in the kink community were interested in going to an orgy. My other sub friends had all mentioned them in sort of a passively interested way. We could definitely see the perks, watch the porn, and divine our own fantasies.Planning an orgy, though, honestly, just seemed like too