Love, Sex, & Wanderlust

Author’s noteSometimes, how you get somewhere makes the destination all the more rewarding. In cases like this one, it’s all about the journey and the discoveries along the way. Buckle up; this one is long with plenty of excitement down the road.This story had previously been cut into two chapters, however it is more impactful

One Thing Led to Another Pt. 01

He closed his eyes and wrapped his palm around his hard cock and imagined what it would be like to have real sex. How wonderful it would be to be sliding his dick into a warm, wet pussy instead of between his cold fingers. Images of the three teen girls in their skimpy bikinis filled

Loon Mountain

Chapter 1 — Morning SurpriseThe sound of a shower turning on woke Amber from a dream about a Caribbean cruise from long ago. She opened her eyes just long enough to steal a quick glance at the time. Six-thirty in the morning. The sun would be just starting to rise over Loon Mountain, New Hampshire

Rhonda's World Ch. 03

It was late when Kelly was driving his mom, Rhonda, to the airport. She held his hand as they drove.”You were such a bad little boy today,” she said seductively.”You blew my mind,” Kelly responded. He glanced at her and saw she was smiling. Her dark hair was done up and she was dressed in

Legally Blonde

Legally BlondeI can’t believe I had it again. It was so damn vivid. This time it was a different ending. I quietly and smoothly pulled the covers off, sat on the edge of the bed and headed to the bathroom. I closed and locked the door. Lights on, I stood in front of the mirror.

Reunited

As the train pulled into the station, a rush of adrenaline hit Abhinaya. She was one step closer to reuniting with her father.Abhinaya was 2 years old when her parents divorced. Her mother, Priya, remarried quickly, and for most of her childhood, her step father Prakash passed off as her real father. About three years

Mom Inspects Me

“I don’t understand how you’re suppose to wear these…” I said out loud to my twin brother. We needed to wear tights for an event and had never worn any before in our 18 years of life. Our mom gave us some random pairs that we put on over our boxer briefs. You could see

Indian Harem Ch. 02

It was 10pm, which was around the time of my daily call with Pooja Didi. I wasn’t sure what we would talk about today, she had given me the first blowjob of my life earlier that morning, and it was hard to forget how hot it felt to have her lips wrapped around my cock.I

Superwoman

It was the same routine every single day. I’d get up at the crack of dawn to finish the laundry, cook breakfast, iron my husband’s business shirts and finish any other unfinished business around the home. I did it all. I was a stay at home mother for twelve years now.I was 38 at the

Allison Ch. 01

Note: All characters at the time of this story are eighteen and above.*It was a bright warm in fact hot summer Texan Friday morning. The sun shone on the vast estate of Hunters sprawling over few hundred acres. The immense house stood like a mansion in middle of the green woodland approached by a curvy

Amy – June: Weddings & Revelations

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to ANYONE is completely coincidental. Anyone who engages in any “activity” is well over the age of 18.Author’s Note: Authors love hearing from their readers and I’m no exception. Thank you to everyone who has hung on through Dave & Amy’s story. It’s about to take a

Aunt Harriet Ch. 1

Ever since I was a kid I had a fetish for hairy armpits. I remember being enamored by the masses of hair in an unshaven armpit and it always seemed to arouse. I jerked off millions of times in the loo fantasizing about a sexy brunette with extremely hairy armpits. She was almost always dressed

Dear Diary

Dear Diary,It’s Ann, of course. Sorry I haven’t written in since the night before my eighteenth birthday, but life has been a bit strange. I’ve been debating for days, whether to write about how strange the night after my birthday was. I guess, since I’m already writing, I might as well.Saturday was my eighteenth birthday

Sisters Gotta Share Ch. 11

I arrived at Cindy’s apartment a little after noon. It was the day after my night with the Chamberlains. Sara and I had had a good romp in bed after I had gotten home that night, another one in the morning, and Desiree had called one of her special meetings when I had gotten to

Moms Need Help with a Dildo

“Hi Mom, I’m home!” Jake sang out in his usual way when he arrived home from University classes. He’d been aroused all day looking at the scantily clad nineteen year old babes in his classes, and now he was planning to retire to his bedroom to work off some frustration.”Mom?!” he called again, perturbed that

Secret No Longer Ch. 18

[ Dear Readers:Usually when you see a writer explaining his story it’s a good sign he didn’t do much of a job with it in the first place. That might be true here anyway, but there’s another reason, which is also why I had to walk away from this for a while.In a story like

One and One Make Three Ch. 02

It was late when they did return, past eleven. They had been gone for hours, and they found her on the sofa, watching TV, wearing nothing more than a black bra and panties.”Hi,” Brad said, with his eyes on her bare legs.”Hi. Where are all the guys?” Pam asked.”What guys?” Ethan said.”All the guys you

Family First Ch. 06

by thestepfordgirl// AUHTOR’S NOTE // Hey folks, it’s been a minute! I have no idea if this is a return to me writing stories. I have a giant folder on my computer of half-finished work from the last 2 years and I don’t know if I will have the time or the energy to finish

My Mom Is a Slut Ch. 01

PreludeSandy strode into her parents’ bedroom and sat herself down upon their bed, crossed her legs, and watched through the open bathroom doorway as her parents finished getting ready for their night out. At only 5’4 and 120lb, Sandy was rarely the tallest in the room, but she carried herself as if she was.Inside the

My Sister's Wedding Pt. 04

It was the day of my sister’s wedding, and my cousin was giving me trouble. But this wasn’t immediately after my increasingly disturbing experience with my disturbingly hot priest. This was after I had walked a couple of miles in my tight new pants. I had thought and speculated, chosen a flower at random and