Kelli Gets Some Attention

I was staring morosely into my wine glass as a man dropped onto the bar stool next to mine.

“Hi,” he said, “I’m Mitch” He offered his hand, and I shook it reluctantly.

“I’m Kelli,” I replied briefly.

“You look kind of bummed, Kelli. I’m not a bartender, but I am a pretty good listener. What’s up?” Mitch asked.

Suddenly the urge to unload was strong. “Well, I’m upset with my friend over there, Jade. She always begs me to come out with her after work, but when I do, halfway through the evening, she ditches me. Well, she doesn’t really ditch me, she just gets carried away with all the male attention she attracts that she forgets about me. Then Monday at work, she apologizes over and over. After a few weeks, I forgive and forget, then she begs again and I come out with her again. I’m getting tired of it. I guess it’s not really her fault, though, I mean look at her. She’s gorgeous. She attracts men in herds. They all cluster around her, trying to impress her or get a date. It’s so depressing.” Read the rest of this entry »

Katherine Ch. 15-16

“The following material is sexually explicit erotica.

If you are offended by hard-core pornography close this file.”

*Chapter 15

The Group Shot*

But then a couple of days before the afternoon and evening we had all set aside for the photographic session Katherine brought our personal activities to a sudden end. ‘Just stay away between now and the shoot please darling. And make sure you get plenty of rest. I want you in peak condition, if you know what I mean.’ she said in an unusually serious tone of voice. Read the rest of this entry »

Hotel “Camping” with Lisa

Dinner was over, thank goodness. It had been for about 30 minutes, which is just about the minimum amount of time you had to socialize afterwards before you could excuse yourself without drawing any attention to yourself.

Conventions were nice for a variety of reasons. In the first place, they got me out of town for a few days. Second, I could always spend some time in the hotel room away from the regular pressures of day-to-day life and just detour from things in general. And, I got to see some old and new faces, good or bad they were at least different from the regular crowd at the high school. Read the rest of this entry »

The Seduction

My name is Carlotta Crusoe and when I was just eighteen years old I went to Italy on a High School trip. If I hoped this trip to be romantic and exciting I was quickly disappointed. Our two-week excursion was for educational purposes only and for the first week our teachers kept us on our toes going from museum to stately house, to boring lecture after lecture.

I think I would have thrown myself in the nearest river to end the purgatory of it all if everyone in my group hadn”t gone down with a nasty dose of food poisoning. I was lucky because being allergic to fish means I didn”t eat any of the fish that night but everyone else did, in great quantities, it was salmon after all and boy did they pay the price. Read the rest of this entry »

The Twins In San Francisco Ch. 01

“The following story includes characters from “THE SORORITY HOUSE” series. Reading that series first is not a requirement, although it will enhance the reading experience.”

*Part 1: The Twins*

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“Hey there, stud.”

I recognized the voice immediately. Somehow, she always knew where to find me. No matter where I went in the course of a given day, she just kind of showed up. It was as if she’d sown a homing device into my skin. For example, one day a major client down in Sunnyvale had their HR Management System go down, and within an hour I’d been dispatched with a few other team members to the site to find the problem. While we were debugging, I discovered that we needed one of our diagnostic tools back in the company van. Lo and behold, there she was, sitting on the hood and waiting for me, an hour away from our home in San Francisco. She had dragged me inside the van for a quickie and then sent me back to my team with a goofy grin on my face. Read the rest of this entry »

The Renovation

Hi, my name is Jennifer and this is another one of my ongoing series of stories about my various adventures a young wild woman. For those who haven’t ever read one of my stories, I’ll fill you in a little background. For those who have read previous stories, just skip these next couple of paragraphs, you’ve probably heard it all before.

I live in California and am a professional portrait artist.

I found this site I guess 6 or 7 years ago now. I was surfing the web looking for trouble I suppose and I found this place and found it intriguing. But at the time, I thought the stories were… well just kind of OK. I guess the truth of the matter was that they just didn’t really work for me personally. They seemed to be more fantasies and somehow missed the whole rush of sex, or at least the rush of sex as I saw it. I mean a lot of them were well written and stuff, but there just wasn’t that ring of truth to a lot of the stuff. So I decided to try my hand at it. I’d had a pretty wild youth and just figured I’d write one story about one of my wilder experiences and see how it flew. Read the rest of this entry »

Spanish Holiday

Tiffanie strays into the arms of an older man and has her first threesome experience with another woman.

It was only a few weeks ago now that I blurted out through tears that I had been unfaithful to my partner whilst I was overseas. We had discussed marriage in one of those long, after sex cuddles when you feel warm and full of love endorphins. He had volunteered the information that he had had a ‘fling’ with a girl he met at a party and spent the weekend screwing her. I realised that it had been the weekend when I too had fallen from grace and I had been unable to contact him. We both forgave each other and after many tears and an extremely hot and guilty fucking session we resolved to use this experience to strengthen rather than weaken our relationship. Read the rest of this entry »

Steve’s Birthday

Steve woke up, his hand sliding across the sheets. Finding himself alone in bed, he opened his eyes and squinted at the alarm clock. Five am. Listening, he heard the sound of his girlfriend, Cassie, and their roommate, her best friend, Sarah, giggling in the bathroom. What are they doing, he wondered sleepily. He hoped she was coming back to bed, it was his birthday and he wanted a nice birthday fuck to start his day.

He didn’t even realize he had fallen back asleep when he began drifting up out of a dream. Fighting to stay asleep he tried to hold onto the dream, a dirty, horny dream, he felt so wet and warm, and so damn good, he struggled to hold onto it. A smile curled his lips as the feelings continued, when a feminine giggle touched his ears and his eyes opened. He wasn’t dreaming, he was awake, but felt the same. Glancing down, he could hardly believe his eyes. Was he awake? Read the rest of this entry »

My Second Piece of Ass Ch. 28

Laura may have had a premonition that something was up. She certainly gave me the impression that she was uneasy. I wondered if she had spoken to one of the girls at the brothel. Why hadn’t I warned them that she was not to know of the plan to retaliate against Ollie?

If she knew I had skipped one of my classes that day and was planning to miss school the following day she did not let on. With the answering machine light no longer blinking she did not resist when I pushed her toward the big bed. Read the rest of this entry »

Winter Wakings

His mind’s eye drifted along a cobbled path dappled with foot-crunched snow. The world looked like a Thomas Kincaid painting. Golden light emanated through antique glass windows of the picturesque cottage as his wandering vision-scape rejoined him bodily.

Their bed was the sort of warm it gets when snowflakes melt on windowpanes heated by the fire in the hearth which warms a room. Dim lights and drowsy shadows from candles, languidly swaying on the wall in the still, heated air around them.

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