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 …
Oral Sex
Shy Neighbors Wife Part 2
Hey everyone. Well, I hope you enjoyed the first part of this entry from my diary. Here is the follow-up. Carol and I had lots of fun for about a week. We recored several love making sessions and put them all together on one DVD. My ex did a lot of the camera work that turned out really good. Well, Alex, Carol's hubby, was really paranoid that I would tell Carol that he and I had fucked. In fact I had told Carol already and we were putting our plan together for some more fun. My ex and I had set up the apartment for everything. Carol wore a nice wrap around dress that tied at the waist and accented her tits perfectly. She had no bra and had on a thong that was almost no more than a string. I wore a tank top sheer shirt and thong. They got there at 8 and we had drinks ready and Alex looked like he almost shit seeing me. Carol hugged me tight and smiled as she saw his reaction. They took their drinks and sat on the couch across from the wide screen TV where we placed them. After a couple drinks my husband put in a DVD and sat back. "Wanna see some really good stuff?" he asked Alex. "Sure." Alex told him and the screen came on to a lesbian seduction movie we had and I could see Alex was turned on and so was Carol. My nipples were hard and huge sticking out like rocks. The video was over and the women laid all worn out on a bed and that was it. "What did you think Carol" I asked her. "Well, It was awesome. Do you have another?" she smiled. "Oh yeah, I just got a new one but it …
The Perfect Gift For A Teenager
This story is intended for mature adults only. It was christmas eve and Jake laid awake in his bed. He laid in his bed since morning filling his mind with erotic sexual fantasies. He was 18 and he was obsessed with sexual thoughts. As every teenager he watched a lot of porn and jerked off. Amidst his cloud of perverted thoughts he heard the clock chime twelve noon. Jake struggled from his bed and shambled out into the living room. His eyes narrowed as he gazed at the beautifully decorated christmas tree and the suspicious looking large gift next to it. “Merry christmas!!!!” shouted Jake’s dad and step-mom in unison. “Ah what the…? you guys freaking me out! exclaimed Jake. “We just wanted to surprise you son! Go on open your present” said Jake’s dad with a proud gleam in his eyes. “Oh great!” said Jake with his eyes wide as he knelt down next to the wrapped gift. “It heavy! said Jeff and struggled to pull the large heavy gift to a better position. The gift was almost 5feet long and 2 feet wide. He slipped the red ribbon from the corner of the gift and hurriedly tore open the red wrapping paper. “Here we go! he said and removed the lid. Immediately Jeff’s face had a startled expression looking into the box with a lush naked body of a girl. Jake raked his eyes over her young tanned skin and saw her arms and legs were bound with plastic ties. “Lets get her out” said Jake’s dad and gave her a huge shove. Then her naked body landed on the floor with smack. He cut the plastic tie …
A New World Part 2
It took me a while to find Riley’s house, it was at the end of a narrow side street and almost completely hidden by huge trees, but I still arrived a bit early. I had taken a long time getting ready, debating what to wear. I had finally decided on a blue button down shirt, black slacks, and black jacket, the only one I owned. When I left the house I’d also been wearing a tie, but half way to Riley’s, decided I looked like I was on my way to church and took it off. I checked myself in the rear view mirror while working up the courage to knock on her door. With a deep breath, I got out of the car and walked to the door. It seemed a much longer distance than it actually was. My mind was swimming with all of the emotions I had experienced during the sleepless night before. The closer I got to the porch the more I slowed my pace. I was getting nervous and starting to sweat. I opened my jacket to let some cooling air movement around my torso. I composed myself, preparing to knock, when the door swung open and Riley jumped into my arms. She kissed me hard and pressed her body against me. Her firm breasts crushed against my chest and her tongue slipped into my mouth. “Hi Willy,” she grinned, stepping back to look me over, “What, no tie?” she giggled. I produced the discarded tie from my pocket with a sheepish smile. She laughed and took my hand, “You’re early, come in while I finish getting ready.” Once inside, she looked me over again. “Where we going, church?” she joked. My face …
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 …
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 …
Divine Succession – Chapter 05
Jack was rather confused when he woke up the next morning. He could feel that he was naked, which was pretty normal, except that he could feel a warm, wet sensation on his hard cock, sliding up and down on it. Jack opened his eyes, and saw Megan, who was laid on her front, giving him a blowjob. “Morning…” Jack said sleepily as he got a wake-up blowjob. “Morning,” Megan said, sending pleasurable vibrations through Jack’s cock. Jack watched Megan’s head move, sucking him expertly. It was almost hypnotic. Jack thought about the previous day, and he couldn’t believe how lucky he’d gotten. Jack blew his load within a few minutes, and Megan swallowed it, before crawling on top of him. The two of them made out for a few minutes, before Megan broke the kiss. “Come on, time to get ready for school,” she said. “School?” Jack asked. “Duh. It’s Wednesday,” Megan replied. She bent over to get clothes out of one of her drawers, giving Jack a good view of her bottom. “But all I’ve got is the clothes I went out to dinner with, I don’t have anything else,” Jack said. “Um, no, you’ve got those,” Megan said, pointing over to a point on the floor. Jack looked, and saw his school bag, as well as a change of clothes for school. “How’d those get there?” Jack asked. “You brought them silly,” Megan said. She was currently stood in her underwear, and was attempting to fasten her bra, but the strap wouldn’t reach. “Weird, it won’t fit. It’s like my boobs are bigger…” “I didn’t bring that stuff,” Jack …
Rainy Day
I hurried up the stairs to your house, braving the cold and the rain getting wetter with every step. You opened the door and the house is warm, always beckoning for me to come in and take my clothes off. You are shirtless and look ready to devour. Unlike my dreams where I am brave, I do not make eye contact. I pause for a moment to take you in and your immediate compliments undo me. I'm wearing your red lipstick today, and you notice immediately so I'm not sure I'll get a kiss hello since I know you want it around your cock. You move closer to kiss me and I know I need it badly. I linger for a moment, hesitant because my hands are cold, but I have to touch you. Feel your warmth radiating out begging to be caressed. And when I do touch you, you don't flinch. We kiss for a moment longer while your hands begin to explore beneath my pants and I kiss you harder. You pull away and lead me back to your room. The door shuts and my mind quiets. You turn me to face you and begin to undress me. I love when you do this, even when it doesn't come easy. This time I am rewarded with how good I smell. You ask me to lay back, and instead of undressing you come with me. You kiss me and my hands immediately wrap around your neck. I am obsessed with how this feels, my hands on your neck or in your hair. You make a comment about me not liking to be kissed and I am in shock. I love being kissed, especially by you and I've never said anything different. While I'm thinking about where this comment …
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 …
I Had No Choice, Book V, Chapter 21
Chapter 21: Lisa Twelve-ninety! I just started at the cold computer printout paper I'd gotten in the mail with shock and horror creeping into my core. I'd studied so long and hard; how could I get so low? I'd studied so long and hard. I knew I wasn't a genius so had no delusions about getting even close to the maximum score of eighteen hundred, but I'd hoped for much better. Twelve-ninety would get me into several good schools, but wouldn't get me the scholarships to pay for it. And without the ability to finance it I'd be stuck with taking a much cheaper college, if I could afford it at all. Sure, I could always take out loans, but I had no credit history and would be solely responsible for all of it. With my dream of being a teacher came the reality that it didn't pay well enough to spend the rest of my life in debt. There was no way my parents would help out, not that I'd want them to anyway. Once I left home I never wanted to see either of them ever again. Right on cue Mom pounded on my door, prattling in her heavily Asian accented and choppy English, "Lisa, you make dinner. I going out." She was no doubt going to the same strip mall she always did to get her hair and nails done. Not that Dad cared what she looked like; when he was home he just drank beer and watched TV all day. Mom didn't even wait for a reply and was zooming off to get chatty with her Asian girlfriends. "What the fuck am I going to do?" I groaned into my pillow. For a moment everything Mister Pressman …
Neighbor Boy (Pt. 3)
After cleaning myself up a little and getting some pants on, I made my way into Jason's apartment. I went into his room where he was waiting for me with a controller. "So…how about Super Smash Bros this time?", he asked. "Same basic principle as a combat game.". I wasn't too familiar with it, but I agreed to try it out. Jason handed me a controller and turned on his console. Jason ended up picking Samus, and I ended up picking the character Kirby. "Really? There's no way you could kick my ass with that pink cottonball!", Jason said, a slight chuckle behind it. "Oh, we'll see about that. Looks pretty deadly to me for a cottonball.", I replied, playfully nudging him from the side. We had about 3 matches at first with the same characters. And of course, Jason won in 2. After those initial 3 matches, Jason began laughing. "This doesn't look good for you, Dev. We should find some kind of bet.", he said. "Well…what kind of bet?", I asked him with a curious look on my face. It had come to my attention over the past day that Jason was quite clever, so it could have been anything. "Hmm…I was thinking. If you lose the majority of the next…5 matches, you have to complete a certain favor for me.", Jason said with a mischievous grin on his face. “Um…what kind of favor?”, I asked. This guy was clever indeed. “I'll let you know after you lose”, Jason replied. At this point, I was a little uncertain if I wanted to go forward with this bet. But, Jason must have noticed this, …
Dahlia and Darren
Dahlia and Darren Chapter 1 A pair of large, round, milky-white breasts descended onto the dark-chocolate six-pack abs of a hulking, African-American bodybuilder. Silhouetted by the moonlight coming through the window in Ronnie’s hotel room, Dahlia’s nipples barely grazed his abs. They trailed upwards, over his muscular chest, making their way to their desired destination. Ronnie’s tongue flicked against a nipple, circling around it, causing Dahlia to moan. His large black hand rose to grab one of her massive pale orbs and guided it to his open mouth. He wrapped his big lips around the erect nipple, dragging them over her areola, and proceeded to suck it. Dahlia reached around behind her, grabbing his veiny, pulsing cock and guided it to her salivating pussy. She lowered herself on it gingerly, as Ronnie continued to suckle a tit. She shivered when his cock landed against her cervix. Ronnie, with his free hand, grabbed her meaty ass and released the nipple from his mouth. “When is your flight tomorrow morning?” Dahlia asked looking down at Ronnie, his cock pulsating inside her, so ready to begin their final fuck session. “Six am,” he replied, with a single thrust of his hips, causing Dahlia to wince from pleasure. “I’ll leave in a few hours then.” “As you wish,” Ronnie replied with another hard thrust. “Mmmmm,” She moaned. The two had been sleeping together for the past week of Ronnie’s two week trip to Los Angeles. Every night after they first met, a week prior, she was at …
My Mother is a Piss Whore Mom
This story is all fiction and should be read as such. Story codes. M/f M/F piss, f/f masturbation, anal, oral sex. A young 18 year old fines himself taken into his mother's perverted world of piss drinking and being a piss whore. Bringing her young Daughter Ann along with her friend Sue and her father into her perverted life heavy incest included with her son and his friend Tim. Title: My Mother is a Piss Whore Mom Author; Williamburns465 Chapter One My mother is a very sexual woman, She's been very sexually active over the years. I never thought about her being a sexual perverted woman. Since my young age I never paid attention to what my mother was doing or the sex she was having. Around age thirteen I started thinking about Kate. ( my mother) more and more, as a cunt or even a whore. The woman. The cunt I wanted to fuck. I've been sexually aroused not only by her but, by my sister Ann for a long time. Everyone has secrets and mom had a deep dark secret. I shouldn't throw stones at her, I'm no better. As I grew older I've became sexually aroused by her and my sister Ann. My object lately is to have sex with my mother and my sister Ann. I mean fuck them and make them my whore's, my Incest whore's. I thought of having sex with mom since I was thirteen. A little about me. I'm Kevin, I'm 18 years old. I weigh 185 pounds with a solid body. I don't care for sports. I'm not a jock. I work in the computer field but, I'm not a nerd. With the help of good instructor in school he …
Mom helps out
I guess, it all started the day my mother was sitting at the kitchen-table, wearing nothing but her bathrobe. She was sitting side-on to the table, had her legs crossed, and was showing most of one thigh. I had never thought of mom as a "woman" before, but now I felt hot and my pecker got instantly hard. Mom looked up, and I quickly opened the fridge, pretending to look for something. I found a bottle of juice, but had a slight problem now. My pecker had made a noticeable bulge in my shorts and I knew, mom couldn't help but notice if I turned around. So I took a swig from the juice, quickly returned the bottle, closed the door, and sort of sidled out of the room. "Must you drink from the bottle!?" Mom sounded annoyed. I just mumbled something unintelligible, and rushed upstairs to my room, where I threw myself on the bed, closed my eyes and wallowed in the image of mom's luscious thigh. Before long, I had my pecker out and was jerking off, while imagining my hands caressing mom's thigh. All too soon I came, but felt no relief. I just could not stop thinking about mom………. Five (frustrating) days later, my parents were getting ready to go out. Dad was already downstairs waiting, but mom was still sitting in front of her dresser, getting ready. I stood in the doorway and drank my fill. Tight jumper, white woollen skirt, nylons and gold, strappy heels. She had her legs crossed again and her skirt had ridden up, so I could see the top of her nylons, and maybe an inch of …
Shape Shifter chapter 2 & 3
Shape Shifter Chapter 2 During the next few days Jake dropped in at a few folk, blues or country music bars, finding some really nice looking but loniness-driven young women who were happy with the attention, and often as not, after a slow dance with his foot long erection pressing against their bellies, he found more often than not they were curious or horny enough to accompany him for the rest of the evening having their brains fucked out. One was so young-looking, despite her wedding band, when she ducked in to use his washroom, after a few beer just before they went back to Jake's house, he sneaked a look at her driver's license, startled to find she was seventeen, just a month shy of her eighteenth birthday. When she came out bare as the day she was born, Jake had to admit she had the body built like a porn star… She padded over to him, unzipping his fly as she sank to her knees to pull down his jeans and boxers. He was impressed at her technique for her age, but slid one knee between her thighs, so his shin was rubbing against her crotch, her wetness soaking him, running down his skin to his foot. Jake led her to the bedroom, playfully walking on her knees as he shuffled backwardss, teasing her with his hefty foot-long cock. As he helped her up onto the bed, he reached for the condoms, when her hand stopped him… Jake began to protest when she said, "you want to know why not?" Jake nodded yes of course… "I've been married two months, an old perv twice your …
A Proposal Part 1
“Thank you guys so much, I really do owe you one!” “Anytime Liv, but just so you know we weren’t here for you per say, we were mainly here for the free pizza.” I let out a laugh and my group of friends join in and start hugging me good-bye. We say our good-byes and I let out a breath as I close the door, thankful that this day is almost over. With my new roommate at work, thank God my friends were able to help me move, there is no way I’d have been able to do it on my own. I walk over to the kitchen and look for the boxes labeled “glasses”. I find a wine glass pull it out and pour my self a well-deserved drink. As I slump back into my couch I wonder what it will be like living with someone that I wouldn’t consider a friend. My old friend, Sarah, has this friend, Kate, whom is my new roommate and she said Kate was looking for a new roomie and sense my old lease was up, I decided on a change. I’ve met Kate before, she’s very polite but reserved, so I wasn’t sure about moving in but it was either this or living in my crap of an old place for another three years. So here I am. I hear the door open followed by a voice, “Honey I’m home.” Thank-god she has a sense of humour . “I’m in the living room!” I shout. She walks in with a polite smile on her face, “I’m glad you’re resting, moving can be quiet exhausting.” “That it is.” I reply, too tired for small talk. “Again, I’m sorry I couldn’t be here to help, big business meeting today. But we made a big deal that will be very …
Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 3
This explains so much. "So just to be clear, all of the porn you've watched is like this." "This is the only porn I watch." "What do you mean the only porn you watch?" "Like, this is the only porn I watch." "What, like this genre?" "No, this movie." "This…movie. Just this movie." "Yes." "…How many times have you watched it?" "…Twice." Holy fuck. I rested the bridge of my nose in between my thumb and forefinger. Oh my God this explains so much. "So where…" Where do I even begin? "Where did you learn all the sex stuff?" "What do you mean?" "Like…" I can't believe what I'm watching. "You can't fucking see anything here! You obviously didn't learn the explicit stuff from this movie." "Oh…" Jesus Christ I can't wait to hear this. "…Sex ed," Cammi said. Aaaaand there it is. …Wait a sec. "Wait I thought…doesn't the sex ed seminar roll around like after Christmas?" "Maybe they changed it this year, 'cause we got taught on the third day of school. By the nurse and everything." That's fucking weird. You plucked a bunch of kids fresh out of elementary school and they're all nervous and shit 'cause it's their first week of class and then you jump right on into sex ed? Whatever. This just explains so fucking much. "Masturbate". "Ejaculate". 'Oh sorry Jordan I had no idea touching your penis would feel good, I thought the only thing that could make you orgasm was a vagina or your own hand! Jordan what's a handjob? And a blowjob?' Meanwhile she didn't flinch at the sight …
WHORE WIFE 2
WHORE WIFE Part 2 SETTING THE BAIT TO LAND A FAT CAT CLIENT: Two weeks after her baby sitting session with Peter’s horny, incorrigible, domineering young nephew, her boss, Peter Epstein, called her into his office and asked, “Do you remember seeing Felix Schoenberg around the offices a few times and meeting him once?” “Oh God, yes,” she quickly replied, with a grimace and a roll of her eyes, “Who could forget that creep. What an absolutely disgusting slob he is. Just being in the same room with him made my skin crawl.” Peter sternly responded, “I appreciate your candor, and the accuracy of your sentiments, baby, but don’t forget for a second that Felix has inherited enough assets to make him the richest man in California and, therefore, he is someone who I would give my eye teeth to land as a client, and lord knows I’ve tried everything to do so.” “So far I have worked every possible angle I could think of to get Felix to move his business over to our investment banking firm but, unfortunately, nothing I’ve tried has worked. And now, to make things worse, the New York office is putting heavy pressure on me to get the sleazy son-of-a-bitch to give us his business. So, in desperation, I have come up with one last scheme to try to win the bastard over and, since it involves you, baby, I want you to listen closely to what I’m saying.” “Whenever Felix has been here in our offices it’s been obvious to me that he has a thing for you, sweetheart. I mean a real, deep-seeded lust for …
Elyse: Vignette 1 – Dinner and a beating
Anyone reading the Forums knows I have a sub whom I call Elyse in private. This is a view of how we live and interact, an evening out to dinner followed by 'play time', novelized from an actual evening that occurred recently. Some of the finer details and conversation may be slightly embellished, but the main events in the story are true. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – I'm working on a troublesome part of something for a client when I hear the front door open then close again. A glance at the taskbar clock and I grin. A moment later Elyse comes into the office that I've converted the second bedroom into and stands in front of the desk, feet shoulder width apart and hands clasped behind her. I finish my immediate issue then look up from my monitor at her. Knee length skirt over stockings and pumps with a contrasting blouse highlight her curves. The black-lace choker with a cameo makes me smile more, it's her public collar and she even wears it to work. "So?" I ask, raising an eyebrow at her. She blushes slightly and says, "All day Sir." I turn off my monitor, enough work for one day. Besides, we have dinner reservations. I go over to her and she stays in her position. "Such a good girl you are Elyse." "Thank you Sir." I put a hand behind her neck and give her a short but hard kiss. "Shower and we can take that out. As …
Love Hurts
– English is not my native language, so mistakes can happen. Sorry in advance. If you like the story, have suggestions for improvements or are willing to proof-read (or just read it in advance to tell me if it sucks) a possible new part, please let me know! – Votes and comments are my main fuel for writing exclusively for this site (write in English is hard as fuck!), so if you like and want more, please support! – Hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing!! *This story was originally posted in 2011 under the alias of Lilith04 and has been fully edited, with rewritten parts, new title and the possible next chapters may differ as well. ***** Love Hurts – A Different kind of Love. It wasn't the way I expected it to be, but I don't regret it. Sometimes things happen for a reason, good things and bad things. Sometimes they just have to happen, both of them, so you can discover who you really are. Getting older is hard. At first you are obsessed with the first kiss, and then you're obsessed with the first time. But what happens when your friends, all of them the same age as you – just old enough to get a driver's license – have already had sex and talk insistently about blowjobs, styles, orgasms and stuff? At first you think "Damn it, I'm surrounded by whores!" But soon after that, you feel out of place. You have to be there, talking about experiences you had and, for that, you have to be experienced. So my next step was to find a guy to initiate me. To make me like …
Soccer Mom
I'm back after a while of not writing. The next few stories I'm going to post all could have potential second parts. If you like the first part and want to see a second one, leave a comment below and any suggestions you want included. Please take note. I am no expert writer and my stories will no doubt have bad grammar and spelling mistakes. To be honest I don't want people pointing them out. I want to write these stories because I enjoy writing them and want to share them with other people. I you like the story for the story then please leave a comment. If you are going to leave a spam message or identify mistakes don't bother. Soccer Mom GGOOOOAAALLLL!!!! The stadium around me erupted in ecstatic cheers as I ran for the corner to celebrate. I was overwhelmed with joy, I had just headed in a 90th minute goal in the cup final to make the score 2-1 to us. I slide on my knees and was soon piled on by my team mates all shouting and cheering. After a few moments of hugging we all climbed to our feet and got back into position. The opposition kicked off and tried to pass their way towards our box. There was only one minute left in the four minutes of injury time. The opposition came close to scoring a couple of heart wrenching times but we managed to hold out. The clock went red and they went for it and tried a long ball into our box. I just watched the ball sail over my head and my heart stopped, it continued to fly in the air and fell right into the hands of our goalkeeper who …
Amazon Adventure
While based on true events, some poetic license has been exercised in the compilation of this tale. Amazon Adventure He was nineteen years old, had seen much of Europe and been well taught in the arts of sensual lovemaking by a number of the lovely women of France, Spain, Italy and Greece. This was his first trip to South America. On liberty from his ship, Doug and several buddies hired a taxi to take them to a small Cantina a "little ways" out of town. Word was "girls" were there and the cantina served "cheap" local beer). After about four miles on the dirt road they were well into the jungle and had arrived at a long, low corrugated steel building. The only windows were rectangular openings cut into the walls. Inside, the only light came through the windows, which were covered with a gray gauze-like material. The room was smoke filled and very dim – no one spoke English. After a couple of bottles of the potent local brew they were feeling little pain and a lot of joviality. A big (close to 200 pounds), tall (over six feet) light skinned Indian girl had been laughing and joking with some of the patrons in the room. As she walked by their table, Doug reached out and, playfully, slapped her lightly on her shapely bottom (it was as firm as a walnut burl). She turned and smiled. Her teeth were beautiful, sparkling white and even. She extended her hand and took his in a firm grip pulling him to my feet. Leading him past the bar toward a dark hallway, she spoke to the …
The Laxbro
The halls of Jesse’s high school echoed with the raucous laughter of students and the idle chatter of teachers. It was the first day back from winter break, and everyone was catching up with each other and pretending to care about what each other said. The new year was seen in with bragging about vacations and christmas gifts. It was standard social protocol. But alas, Jesse had nothing worth bragging about, and no one to brag to. His despotic parents confiscated his bedsheets and laptop just last week, and now he spent every night cold, shivering, and bored. “If only I had some hunk to cuddle at night,” mumbled Jesse to himself, a single tear running from the corner of his eye. “He could keep me warm and occupied, and pound my tight boipussy incessantly.” Heaving a sigh, Jesse ventured to his locker. The fantasy would never come true. The hot little slice of 9th-grade man-meat he had his eye on earlier spurned his affections, and now his love life was looking awfully bleak. “>tfw no bf,” he mumbled, a stone forming in his throat. However, Jesse was too absorbed in his own loneliness to notice the new figure pushing its way through the throngs of students. The figure was a tall, bulky lad, several inches proud of six feet. Eyes like sapphires glinted from under a neat mop of mahogany hair and took in the world with a playful gaze. He carried a stack of textbooks under his left arm and an athletic bag over his right shoulder. His blue letterman jacket concealed his titanic …