This kind of happened to me… in a way… Opening the door I realized that this weekend could be terrible. My aunt and uncle, along with their two sons, had asked me to stay with them in Vermont for a weekend of skiing. By family contracts, I had to say yes.It’s not that I didn’t
My cousin told me her story with her siblings and it was hotter than I imagined. It started when I was 21. My brother and I were always the opposite of everything. We always argued on the big, and even the little things. That time, it was about his new girlfriend. She was egoist and
Fiction. Silas, age 23. Tall and slender, light brown hair. Muscular. Ian, his brother, age 18. Smaller, thin with darker hair and a cute face.Let me know if there’s anything else you want to see happen with this story.Check out my erotica narration of Paranormal: Feeling More Than The Heat https://www.audible.com/pd/B07MJ7JWBM/?source_code=AUDFPWS0223189MWU-BK-ACX0-138621&ref=acx_bty_BK_ACX0_138621_pd_us Ian squeezed his eyes
We’re enjoying a lazy afternoon, perhaps cuddling with some TV on in the background, or we’re leisurely making out in bed. We are barely clothed, finding ourselves in just our undergarments. Our hands roam over each other’s bodies, and my mouth starts to travel down Sir’s chin, down his neck, to his chest. Sir waits
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work*My slowly-softening prick was still buried in Anne’s pussy, and we were slowly coming down from our mutual high of climax, when she dropped her bombshell.”Ben,” she said, smiling up at me, tendrils of hair clinging to her sweat-damp brow.”Yeah?””Will you
This is my First Story, so I’m still a novice. Constructive criticism is welcomed but please don’t nag/complain/flame. Your criticism will help me to decide weather to write the next chapter or not.Thank you and enjoy reading. Hannah XxX It was a warm summers night as per usual and as the sun faded there wasn’t
(Note from writer: In D/s style, sub/slaves will be identified with a lower case letter for their name.)It was Friday afternoon.Sandy was sitting on one of the two large sofas in the living room, watching Netflix. Every now and then Aaron or Maryanne would scurry through the room as they prepared for Master and Mistress’
“It’s finally the 22nd of August 2023!” I jumped out of happiness. It’s midnight and I am finally 21 years old. The last one in my whole friend’s group to be 21.Generally, I am never excited about birthdays and not even this time, what I am excited about today is me turning 21. I have