Last we left Christie, she had joined Hailey and her friends for brunch. All four girls have had sex with Chris, and now, much to her displeasure, they've decided to share their experiences. Amanda’s story Chris knew what she wanted. Any girl who gave him those doe eyes and ‘wanted to show him something’ had one thing on her mind. He followed her at a discrete distance, watching her ass sway in her shorts, her lean legs moving gracefully as she headed into the small building. As he entered behind her, he found her facing him, leaning back against the countertop, idly twisting a lock of her raven hair between her fingers. He smiled and locked the door behind him, walking towards her before placing the first two fingers of his right hand on her lips. “Don’t tell anyone.” She whispered and took his fingers into her mouth, gently sucking on them as he slowly pushed them in and out. He gently pulled her lower lip down as he traced light kisses down her neck while she leaned her head back and moaned. God, no wonder all the girls love him. Chris began gently rubbing her breasts through her shirt while he continued nuzzling her neck. Her moans became more insistent, and he lifted her onto the countertop before pulling her shorts down her legs and spreading her thighs. She eagerly responded to his actions, and he tugged her panties aside and ran his finger tips along her moistening pussy lips. I can’t believe he got me wet so fast. She thought to herself as he pushed his fingers into …
Fiction
A boyslut in training.
At university, cheap drinks are both the best and worst things a student could have. My name is Leo. I’m 19 years old and once I began hitting the clubs I discovered how easy it was to find both girls and boys to take home to my flat for sexytimes. I’d visited home for three weeks in some spare time between exams and new classes, and I was enjoying a nice walk to my parent’s house in the timid spring sunshine. Suddenly a young boy I recognised caught up with me. I recognised him as Kieran, a friendly 13 year old kid that I used to have a laugh with and help out at high school. ‘Hi Leo!’ Kieran shouted. I noticed that Kieran couldn’t take his eyes off me. I wasn’t sure what I should do, so I began talking to him normally and we continued walking together. He’d always been a forward kid, and he seemed to have ‘How’s uni life? How many guys have you fucked?’ was his first question once his group were out of earshot. I can’t say I was surprised by this question, whenever I had talked to him before he always managed to bring up the subject of sex. Alcohol isn’t the only thing that’s inside my body when I’m drunk; I’m just a big slut. Kieran knew this, so I decided to tease him a bit. ‘Ohh, well there’s a lot more hot guys at uni than here, and a lot more alcohol too, so I’ve managed to get a good 20 guys in bed since going to uni.’ Kieran was a very good looking 13 year old boy, with long brown hair and bright blue eyes behind a cute pair of glasses. He was obviously trying to …
Why dont boys like me? 2
Im pregnant? I couldn’t believe it. I was so sure it would never happen, especially after my first time. I called Nathan. It rang for a few minutes with no answer. I wasn’t sure if I could call Oliver because he was still pretty mad at me. I started crying. What do I do? Do I keep it? Abort it? Put it up for adoption? I spent a few minutes thinking. It wouldn’t affect me too much, only my reputation. But Nathan, he would be so screwed. He couldn’t have a kid. I finally sucked it up and called Oliver. It rang, and rang, and rang. No answer. I left a message. “Hey, it’s me. Im in big trouble and I need help. I need you to call me back when you get this. I’m sorry Ollie.” I was hoping he would call me back immediately, and that he had his phone and was ignoring my call. I looked at the time. 4:30. He was at work, and I don’t know what Nathan was doing. I just sat and started to think about my situation more when finally, my phone rang. “Ollie?” I said hopefully. “What do you want? What kind of trouble are you in?” He was trying to be an ass but he couldn’t help but be nice. “I don’t want anyone to hear, so I’ll tell you over dinner? Maybe we can go to Shake Hut?” I said holding back my tears. Silence. A deafening silence. “Umm ok. I get off in about an hour. Ill go right there.” He finally responded. “Thank you.” I said. I then hung up and headed into the shower. After a shower, I still had time to kill. I walked back to the convenience store and bought another test. I used the …
My obedient sister Bethany
I was in my late teens and I just came back from the last day of the term at school. As it was the last day of school we were allowed to go home early. The only person I expected to be home was my sister Bethany, her school finished earlier than mine. I opened the front door and could hear loud music blasting from my sisters room. It was unusual for her to play music this loud so I went up the stairs to investigate. As I got further up I could hear this the sound of someone jumping on her bed. " she must be dancing and jumping to the music on her bed," I thought to myself. I planed on embarrassing Bethany by taking a video of her and showing it to all her friends. I reached her room door and pulled out my phone to take a video of her. I started taking the video and then opened her door with the phone aimed at her bed. What I saw next shocked me. My sister was lying on her bed with some guy on top of her thrusting his dick mercilessly into her vagina. Bethany was moaning and coaxing him on by biting her bottom lip. You could tell they were both about to cum if I hadn't shouted, " what the hell!" The moment I shouted Bethany and the dude both pulled up the sheets to cover their naked bodies. I shut the door and ran into my room. I couldn't believe what I had just seen. I checked the video to make sure I had seen correctly and sure enough there was a clear video of my sister having sex. I played the video three times to make sure. Then my room door opened and Bethany came in …
Dianes Submissive Adventures – The Sorority
Diane’s Submissive Adventures: The Sorority College had just begun a few weeks before, and Diane was finally getting into the swing of things. The pace was very different from high school, but not in a bad way since she was responsible for scheduling her classes. Although she would have preferred to spend all her time pleasing the inventive twins, the two were currently preparing for football season, and their trysts together had become sporadic at best. To make matters worse, most of the boys in her classes were timid and seemed to be focused on getting good grades. It was because of the lack of attention that she was delighted when one of the girls in her algebra class invited her to apply at one of the sororities. Jeanine was a cute girl and full of energy so it would have been difficult to say no, and Diane felt excited to be a part of a group. Jeanine did warn her that initiation could be embarrassing, but she quickly added it would be worth it, unaware that Diane’s pussy began to moisten at the thought. They made plans to meet at the sorority house on Saturday night and went their separate ways. By the time the weekend finally arrived Diane was literally dripping in anticipation. It had been almost ten days since her last encounter with the twins, and the idea of being initiated into the sorority had her imagination running wild. She had fantasies of being spanked with a large paddle or being made to suck off boys to prove her allegiance. Just the idea of such treatment …
Diary of a Naughty Daddy part 4
Recap: While waiting for the opportunity to take advantage of my 18 year old daughter I decided to take my own wife while she was knocked out by her ambien. During this I noticed that my younger 11 year old daughter had wandered down the hall and spied on me fucking the Mrs.’ passed out body. Part 4 I laid in bed thinking about what had just happened. I punished Liz, my wife for not putting out in my time of need by pounding her pussy unbeknownst to her. I was more interested in the fact that Maggie had spied on me and wondered what she was thinking. I wondered if she was turned on by what she saw, whether she could even get turned on, or if she was curious. These thoughts circled in my mind, preventing me from falling asleep. I knew she couldn’t possibly be asleep either and decided to go on a search for answers. I slowly walked down the hall nervous and uncertain about how the following conversation would go, but decided to go for it anyway. I reached her door and slowly opened it as I had done many times before. She was laying in her bed clearly pretending to be asleep, and I immediately called her bluff. “Maggie sweetie, I know you’re pretending, open your eyes” I said softly “Hi daddy, what do you want? Isn’t it late?” “Yes honey, but I just wanted to check in on you. See if you had any questions.” I inquired “Questions… Questions about what? What are you talking about daddy?” She hurriedly responded “I saw you Maggie. I saw you in the mirror… While I was mommy, I …
Teachers pet
Note: this is my first story and I'm not entirely sure of where I want this to go. It has a slow start but I plan on having it build to some really great moments down the line. so leave some comments on what you may like to see and I may add it in down the line or use it for a new story. I slowly stirred hearing the familiar music as my phones alarm played signaling that I had to get ready and start my day. It was still dark outside and I was still dead tired but I had to get ready for my early shift at the restaurant before I went to classes. I started to move and stretch when I felt my hand brush up against soft hair. I was confused for a moment until I remembered my dog scout had on more than one occasion decided to come in to my room at night and sleep with me. "Hey scout, how you doing boy?" I said sleepily As I rolled out of bed my shin collided with the pink nightstand. "Mutherfuckin shit faced whore!" I whispered to myself so as not to wake my ADHD dog who might mistake it as an invitation to play. I got ready to strew out a couple more choice words when I remembered Ive NEVER had a pink nightstand. I began to look around the unfamiliar room when I realized I was extremely sore and naked. Now I was never really one for playing sports unless they happened with a keyboard or controller. And I had recently started going to the gym more to shape up but I don't remember going yesterday. Yesterday? What happened yesterday? At first I struggled to remember then it came …
Daddys reawakening – Chap 6
Chapter 6 – The next morning “Good morning Tony.” she said, waking me up while rubbing my back. I was in bed with Shannon, the woman whom I had met yesterday through work, and we were both fully nude. The morning sun reflected off her backside. Her flowing red hair spilled out onto her back and the surrounding pillows. Her full lips parted as she kissed me good morning and I was in heaven. Could I just stay here, quit my job, fuck her every morning and every night, and never go back? Of course not. I had a daughter at home who didn’t have a mother. And she needed me more. …And then some. As it was she hadn’t been very pleased that I wasn’t coming home last night, and I don’t know if the sexy videos she sent me were to make me feel bad for leaving, or if that was her way of getting me excited to come home. Shannon got up out of bed and walked out of the room, I watched her round ass sway back and forth on her way out. She called out, “We still have enough time to have some fun in the shower before you leave…” I wasn’t going to miss any of that, but before I joined her I checked my phone. I had texted my daughter Julia last night to say goodnight, but I didn't make mention of any of the videos she sent me, particularly of the one that was zoomed in on a beautiful young pussy, trimmed neat, and finger going in and out of it for about ten seconds. I had a feeling that from the angle of the hand in the video that it couldn’t be that she was fingering herself. Was she fingering …
Kindred Spirits
She held her finger to her lips, signaling him to be quiet as the door to the children’s room closed. She smiled that “come hither” smile and then seemed to float down the hallway toward the bedroom door. “What was that?” Hailey whispered to her sister. “Just the ghosts,” Jamie replied with a giggle. “Now be quiet and close your eyes before the Nanny hears us. We don’t want to be punished for not going to sleep.” “Can’t you tell me just one more story?” Hailey pleaded. “I’ll tell you two tomorrow night if you go to sleep right now.” Down the hall, safely inside the bedroom, Eleanor turned into Roy’s embrace. She felt petite with his bulk towering over her by almost twelve inches. His strong arms held her so tight, she couldn’t breathe. “My love,” she whimpered. His mouth was on hers, claiming it, owning it. Their tongues explored the all too familiar caverns. Roy broke their embrace and began to fumble with the buttons running down the front of her gown. “Damn it! Why do you women make it so difficult for us?” Eleanor giggled. “Why are you men so impatient?” “You know why,” he growled. Not wanting to prolong his pleasure, he grabbed Eleanor’s neckline and in one sweep, ripped her gown open from neck to waist. “Roy!” she squealed. “Don’t pretend with me, you harlot. I know you want this as much as I do!” He spun her around and began to pull at the ribbons on her corset. “You toy with us. You do it on purpose!” “Stop your complaining and free me of this prison,” she purred. “I …
Jenny wants to be a slut – Pt. 1
Hey there. I’m Jennifer, or as most people call me, Jenny. By today I’m 18, and in this summer I’ll graduate from high school. What I’m going to tell you is about education, but more in a sexual way. You might say ‘hey, you’re only 18. You’ve got a lot to learn about sex.’ but I must admit, that although only 18 I have become a dirty little fuck slut already. I’m not living my preferences openly, so if you meet me on a street you’ll probably see me as a normal high school student, may be a little nerdy with my glasses on and my curly light brown hair. You’ll not see what I’m inside, what my dark and perverted desires are. I like to keeps things hidden, as I kept hidden how I got educated. So now that you’re reading my story, you’ll be the first to know how I became the slut that I am. But let me start at the beginning. I grew up in the suburbs of Detroit, when Detroit still was Motor City. My father left us when I was only three so my mother had to take care of me all alone. She always did her best bringing home enough money to pay the bills for the house, buying me clothes and whatever. Except from my mother, who was away often for work (she’s working as a traveling agent for an insurance company), I wasn’t lacking anything. While she was gone, normally I stayed with the neighbours, which was, living in a good community, no problem at all. When I’m asked, I always tell the people that I grew up with not one mother but with about 10 mothers and fathers in total. One of the …
Your Cheatin Heart–Part 2
YOUR CHEATIN’ HEART—PART 2 By SENORLONGO +++++ Seymour Finkel strode into the office at 12:55. I rose, walked around my desk and shook his hand. “I didn’t know we had legal business to discuss, Rocky.” “We don’t, Sy, but I have something important to talk with you about. Let’s go into the library.” Like most offices mine is on an exterior wall with plenty of windows. Sensitive microphones can actually pick up vibrations in those windows, especially if on the same level as mine. Your confidential conversation could become public knowledge in a heartbeat. The law library is an internal room with no windows. We were there only a few minutes when our lunch was delivered—brisket on rye for Sy, hot pastrami on rye for me. We ate and made small talk; I knew better than to talk business while eating. Sy spoke again, seriously this time, once we were done. “Okay, Rocky—what gives?” “Still think you owe me a favor for your nephew?” “You know my word is good. What’s up?” I slowly explained about Alex Hammond and Jill. He shook his head, but smiled when I told him what I had in mind. “It’s a deal. Obviously, the less you know about the details the better, but I’ll take care of everything.” We shook hands and I saw him out, relieved that he would help me. No—I wasn’t going to have him killed and, after talking with Julie, I wasn’t going to destroy his business. Julie could sell it or even operate it to provide money for herself and the two kids. I was, however, going to utterly destroy …
MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG–Part 1
MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG CHAPTER 1 My wife Jennie and I had always enjoyed a fantastic sex life, beginning when we first met during our senior year of high school. If anything, she was more aggressive and much hornier than I was. She was tall—almost five feet ten inches—and slender with fantastic symmetrical C-cup breasts and a tight muscular ass to die for. She reminded me of the swimsuit models in Sports Illustrated and I wasn’t the only boy in high school who thought that. Jennie was Homecoming Queen and voted most popular yet I was the only senior she ever dated—what incredible luck. I thought I was the luckiest guy in the world when she agreed to go steady with me. I had always considered myself ordinary—six feet, 170 pounds with unruly light brown hair and pale blue eyes in contrast to her natural blond hair and sparkling green eyes. I was thrilled when she agreed to attend the same university as me. My parents weren’t rich; I had to attend a state school. It was good, but it wasn’t Harvard or Yale or even Williams or Amherst. It was just SUNY—the State University of New York at Albany, reputedly the best of the state universities in New York. Jennie’s parents weren’t rich either, but they had more money than mine. They had two cars to our one and they got a new one every three years. Ours had to last for at least six before Dad would even think of replacing it. Jennie had new clothes several times a year. I wore mine until they didn’t fit then they went …
Im A Sex Addict
Amber runs down the street she looks beginf her to see these nerds chasing her right. Amber thought nerd a would of been scare of her , but I guess not. Amber ran and ran when she saw the metro bus and she runs to try to stop the bus. Amber ran up to the front of the bus and the bus driver stop the bus. Amber gets on and pay her fee she walks to the back of the bus to see those nerds anywhere, so Amber closes her eyes when someone wakes her up and she was inly five minutes into her nap. Amber look up to see those five nerds who was chasing her. What do you want ? "This bus driver going to pull over so we can fuck you" the tall dirty blonde Asian boy said. "Got it bro, I need my sleep anyway"'the bus driver said as he pulls into an empty parking lit. Amber gets up when aqhis short dark black hair Asian boy then block her and Amber sits back down when the the same boy wraps a dog collar around her and clip the dog chain to the collar. "Were going to fuck you until you cry for mercy" the tall dirty blonde Asian boy said "and Greg the first to get his dick suck" the tall dirty blonde Asian boy added. "Now I know Greg dick is not the size you had suck before, but bare with me". "I'm a virgin I only dated only one guy". well that going to change tonight" the tall dirty blonde Asian teenage boy said. Amber then lean forward and grab Greg dick "don't grab my dick so hard, now suck it bitch" Greg said in a harsh tone. Amber then licks the top of his dick then Greg dick goes inside …
Jack and Jessie Ch. 4
This has been an amazing week! Last weekend, while my mom was out of town dealing with a family emergency, I was left home alone to watch Jack. Jack is our neighbor Leanne’s Great Dane. That first night I got horny and started watching porn, and eventually let Jack fuck me. After our first encounter, I was shocked to find that my best friend Amy had witnessed it. What shocked me further, was her willingness to participate, and spent the weekend with me. We took turns sharing Jack, and we discovered our own tastes for pussy. When I took Jack home, Leanne seduced me, and I fucked her dog again. This time, my own mother caught us in the act. Her reaction to catching us was more than I could have hoped for. Instead of disgust, she was obviously amused, and acted like it was perfectly acceptable. Not only that, she intuited what happened that weekend with Amy, and started making plans. For the life of me, though, I couldn’t figure out why she seemed so, I don’t know, normal (I guess that’s the word I’m looking for) about it. After letting me get cleaned up, Mom and I went back home. On the way home, she was telling me about the trip, and Grandma’s health and prognosis. When we got inside, Mom told me to go sit at the table, and she wanted to know what exactly went down while she was gone. “Shit. She’s gonna kill me,” I thought as I went to the dining room, and started organizing my thoughts. She came in with a bottle of wine and two glasses and sat down next to me. She poured …
They Needed A Jump
They Needed A Jump By Ken Haramiru – http://haramiru.com/ My Saturday started off with nothing to do. I was in that awkward stage right after my divorce, at a high risk for a train-wreck rebound relationship, and determined not to plunge into one. Relationships aside, after having spent the entire eight-month divorce process dateless, my backlogged carnal needs had reached legendary proportions. My first stop for the day was the gas station near my house, and my reason for preferring it was in rare form today. My gas station is right next to a gym, which meant that the entire time I was pumping gas, women strutted by in short shorts and tight spandex. When I finished fueling my vehicle, I felt a twinge of disappointment, but hopped in my SUV and started my engine. While the gym made being in the lot pleasant, its traffic also made departure a lengthy process. It was near lunch time, and departing cars were stacked up far into the lot. I generally hate being stuck in traffic, except when I'm stuck near the gym's doors and hence granted the perfect excuse to watch women walking out. I was just starting to think about going to the beach afterwards, when "they" walked out of the gym. "They" were a pair of gorgeous pregnant women, one Asian and one Latina. The Asian appeared to be about 6 months along, and the Latina was slightly bigger – around 7 months. I'd always had an attraction for pregnant women, and five years of marriage to an emphatically child-free woman had only …
Emily The Girl I Didn’t Understand
Originally published on my site>>spicythoughts.com Emily is my dad’s girlfriend’s eighteen year old daughter and she is such a bitch. I am not going to lie she is drop dead gorgeous with a body that even Jennifer Lawrence would envy. She has natural platinum blonde hair, d sized, tits and big blue doe eyes. It was never rainbows and butterflies between us as almost from the get go when our parents started dating our relationship was adversarial. Then her mom and my dad moved in together at the start of our Senior year. The worst part about it for me was when they moved in with us my car became 50% hers. Yes, my dad had bought it for me when I was 16, but I had spent thousands of dollars on it since then. It was my baby and she knew it. Whenever she would take it out she would always leave one cigarette butt smashed into something inside the car even though I had never seen her smoke. I knew she did this on purpose because by nature she was a neat freak and she would go all obsessive compulsive over anything that was out of place in her room or when she thought I had messed with any of her stuff. Every week once a week she goes to doctor’s appointments after school which means at 18 I am riding the school bus home again. It is so humiliating, and all because she is some kind of hypochondriac. She has other odd habits. I watched her from the hallway one day and she spent twenty minutes lining up things on her dresser constantly adjusting them until they made a perfect line. …
Adventures of Miracle Steve 3
The rest of Steve’s week was spent studying, since he now had too much time on his hands, he studied. Of course that wasn’t all he did, the yacht naturally had a well equipped gym and Steve had a daily jog on the treadmill and he even started weight training with Kevin. Kevin used to be a defensive linebacker and to keep in shape he hit the gym…hard. Steve felt rather miniature when he worked out with Kevin, the guy easily lifted one hundred and fifty pounds on his bench presses and from there he added more weights, of course Steve only managed fifty pounds, but it was a start for now. Burk&Bailey have drawn up the documents, which were sent to Jaimie, it was signed and a total amount of $36,890,000 was dispensed between various organizations. This actually impressed Donald, he mentioned that he paid upwards of sixty million for Lucy’s services, this surprised Steve, but then again, like Donald have stated numerous times, money was no problem. Tuesday morning rolled in and sunrise found Steve strapped into the helicopter dressed in a smart dark grey suit, cream shirt and striped tie. He watched as the ocean rolled by underneath them, the shadows shortening as the sun rose up higher. The trip took longer this time as they have sailed further during the week, they landed with about an hour to spare for Steve’s appointment with Sam, as Steve was about to get out, the pilot informed him that he will be there when he returned with Jamie. Steve got a cab and arrived at Sam&Steve, …
In the Basement ~-chapter 2 (kinda)-~
The next day, Logan came over to my house. I was at home alone in the kitchen. Since my mom and dad both worked almost all day, I had to make my own food during the day. But right now I wasn't hungry. I was anxious. I had asked Logan to come over and now I sat waiting for my best friend- no. Boyfriend. To get here. I was sitting at the island bar in the middle of the kitchen with my hands held tightly together. I was nervous. I shouldn't be. He comes over all the time. It's like his home away from home here. I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down, and to cool myself off. It seemed like it was getting hot. And my stomach wouldn't stop doing flips. Finally, there was a knock on the door, which made me jump slightly. I walked through the living room and opened the door. Logan was quick to step inside into the air conditioning. I couldn't blame him, it was almost 85 degrees outside today. It was clear skies and breezeless air, which made it even worse. Plus he had to bike about a mile and a half to get here. "Would you like some water?" I asked. "It looks pretty fucking hot outside." "Hell yes. Please. I almost died on the way here." He laughed. But he wasn't lying. He was sweating quite a lot. There was sweat dripping from his hairline and his hair was sticking to his face. His shirt was even sticking to his chest and back. It was a faded blue shirt with some band that he probably never even listened to's logo on the front. I walked over to the fridge and got out a …
Bar man and the Chef Part 2
That night I laid in bed, Becky curled up next to me, but I couldn’t sleep, had I just made her pregnant? Had I really just cheated on Sarah with both our best friend. I turned at looked at Becky, I couldn’t help but get butterflies in my stomach, her beautiful face still in a smile, as she slept soundly next to me. I was jealous, how could she still be able to sleep with something like this on her conscience, she is a strong woman, but still. Through exhaustion and over thinking, I finally drifted off to sleep. I was woken by the sound of the shower, I checked the time, it was half 9 in the morning, I checked my phone and found I had 2 texts, one from my manager saying I didn’t have to start work until 2pm, I always enjoy a sleep in, the other from Sarah, my heart dropped, the guilt came back again, I had received the text at 1 in the morning, when I had been balls deep in Becky. The text was a video message. SARAH TEXT: “Hey babe, I was so lonely tonight, I can’t wait to see you tomorrow, so to get you in the same mood as me, I made this, I hope you enjoy” She pulled out her dildo and began to fuck herself with it, an amazing and sexy sight, she was so naughty and I loved it, my erection grew huge, and rock hard, but I had forgotten the sound was on. BECKY: “She sounds like she is enjoying herself” I jerk round to see Becky standing naked in the doorway to the bathroom, a big grin on her face. BECKY: “Sorry babe, did I catch you” she notices my erection “Ooh, you’re …
The Romanian Connection
I watched out the window of the plane as it descended through the clouds and the city of Bucharest came into view. This was my first trip to Romania and the hope of a successful business trip meant that it may be the first of many. The city looked busy and was spread over a large area like any other big city in the world. I had done some research on the country of Romania so that I kind of knew what to expect. For example the country is only 92,043 square miles which means it is just a little larger than Minnesota. It’s population is about 20 million people which means it is crowded compared to what I was used to in Michigan. Hell my closest neighbor lived a half mile away! I looked forward to this visit and was interested in meeting the Romanian people and seeing their country. In my fifty nine years on this planet I had visited a lot of places, but this was my first trip to Eastern Europe. Like every other tourist in the world, I had read a book on the Romanian language and tried to learn some of the key words. Of course as soon as I opened my mouth the local people would know I didn’t know shit. We’ll see how well I can communicate. I also read that a lot of the Romanians could speak English, so maybe I’ll be OK. The plane landed smoothly and we sat at the terminal waiting to deplane. The pretty stewardess welcomed us to Bucharest and told us to have a wonderful stay in the city. I hoped she was right, my business needed a kick in the ass and I sure hoped this would be …
For Lauren
A VISIT It was five o’clock in the evening, and Lauren was happier than she had been in a long while. It wasn’t just that Bobby was taking her out that night for Valentine’s Day— OK, it was mostly that. She had been very surprised when Bobby had asked her out six months ago: he had never said more than a few words to her. But over time she had gotten rather accustomed to having him, and rather more annoyed by the legions of girls who trailed after Bobby at every turn. She had been one of those girls not too long ago, but Bobby was hers now and she wished the other girls understood that. Despite her desire to mark Bobby as hers, Lauren had been stalling for the last six months whenever Bobby brought up sex. She had rejected all of his pleas- “It’s not that big of a deal,” “It won’t hurt if your first time is with me,” “you’re a junior already and you shouldn’t graduate high school without sex.” She knew that Bobby had been used to having all of the sex he wanted before they started dating; telling him no was her way of making sure that he really cared about her and not just what was between her legs. There were times when Lauren felt bad about stringing Bobby along, but she always brushed it off- it wasn’t like she wasn’t going down on him, she just wanted to wait a little bit longer before letting him take her virginity. Tonight would be the last night of waiting. Lauren’s family was on a trip for the weekend, so she had the whole house to herself. Lauren had stayed …
No Time Like the Present – A Pokemon Fanfic
Author’s note: Fiction – Noun – 1. The class of literature the class of literature comprising works of imaginative narration, especially in prose form. 2. works of this class, as novels or short stories: detective fiction. 3. something feigned, invented, or imagined; a made-up story: We've all heard the fiction of her being in delicate health. 4. the act of feigning, inventing, or imagining. 5. an imaginary thing or event, postulated for the purposes of argument or explanation. 6. Law. an allegation that a fact exists that is known not to exist, made by authority of law to bring a case within the operation of a rule of law. All of my works are works of fiction. Meaning they are made up. The characters, though sometimes loosely based on a real person, are fictional. Why did I find the need to change my introductory note? Because people seem to not know what fiction is. Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. It in no way reflects actual events that I have seen or been in anyway a part of. The people within, though may have been based on actual persons, are in no way real. The story is made up, it’s fake, and any confusion with real life events means you should go get your head examined. Warning: This chapter may include topics that people are uneasy with such as but not limited to: Beastiality, Incest, Rape, Forced Sex, Sex with a virgin, Sex with a person in a status where they do not have normal cognitive abilities, or sex with objects. If you do not like to …
Inside These Four Walls
"I just want to have sex with you." Nikki whined as she followed me through the library. "Not right now, Nik." "Oh, c'mon!" She sped up her pace so she was pressed behind me while I reached for a book. Pressing a hand inside the waistband of my jeans she said, "Let me taste you." I turned my head and looked at Nikki. She was beautiful. She had tan skin and long black hair that fell in curls. She looked up at me and I was met with these green exotic eyes. All I could think was wow looking at her right now. She was wearing a white tank top that was low cut revealing her ample cleavage and tan skin that I wanted to run my tongue against. I pulled her hand out of my pants and thanked God that we were in the secluded section of the library. Nikki was being relentless and horny and it wasn't fair. All I wanted to do was find a book but she had other plans. "Let's go back to your dorm and I can show you how hot you make me, Sav." She was playing with the ends of my strawberry blonde hair and took the opportunity to slide her fingers past the waist band of my panties once again. I leaned back against her as my pussy craved attention. "I know you're wet for me, so let's take this to the bedroom." I've known Nikki for about six months now, and I've been fucking her ever since. We went to an all girls school called Richmond Academy in Ontario, Canada. The school was known in the community as a drop off for affluent parents so they could spend their time doing anything and everything …
My Best Friend And Her Mom
My best friend Reagan was the hottest girl in my high school. She was about 5'5 with slightly small breasts and a nice firm ass. People often asked if we were dating but we always dismissed it by saying we were to close for that. I went to her house often to hang out/do homework etc. Her mom (Alexis) was smoking hot and easily fuckable. She was about 5'8 with DD breasts and an amazing ass. One day when I went to her house everything changed. We were walking up on her front porch an hour earlier than we usually do since we decided to leave school early. As soon as I stepped in the smell hit me. Her mom was smoking a joint in the living room! She looked up at us and was instantly embarrassed. She was a single mom who had a job but she worked at night. "What are you guys doing here?" Alexis said "We left school early. What the fuck are you doing?" Reagan asked "I need to be able to fall asleep during the day so I can work at night and this makes me tired enough to do it." She replied quickly. I could tell it was rehearsed. "I guess that makes since." Reagan said in a soft voice. We had smoked weed together many times before but could never imagine that her mom smoked. "How rude of me to just sit here." Alexis said "Do you guys want to join?" She asked Reagan and I looked at each other and shrugged "Sure" I said after a couple of seconds. "A little bud never hurt anyone." "Great" she said "You guys sit here and finish this joint and I'll go get some more weed." Reagan and I …