Reunion Ch. 03

When Trudy’s eyes drifted open, the sun was beginning to set outside her window. She momentarily forgot about what had happened before and thought she had one hell of a dream. She tried to get up before she realized there was an arm draped around her waist and she was naked. She turned her head to the side and saw Jay lying there, sleeping peacefully.

“Oh right, it wasn’t a dream.” She told herself softly. She suddenly felt a little self conscious about just lying there naked as a jailbird with a guy who was equally naked. She slowly sat up and reached for the thin blanket at the foot of the bed. She lifted it up and draped it over herself and Jay before she cuddled up against him as she lay back down. The movement jarred Jay into consciousness and he looked over to Trudy. Read the rest of this entry »

Primal Instinct Ch. 04

*Primal Instinct 4: Endgame*

I hit the buzzer on the brick wall and wiped my palms on the seat of my pants. It had been a while since I’d been near this kind of rich, and it wasn’t the sort of thing I was comfortable around. The speaker crackled, and I heard Janelle’s voice. “Come in, Piotr.”

I paused for a moment, and my quick search found a small camera pointed down at me from the brick pedestal. I nodded towards it, and pushed on the iron gate as I heard the electric hum and click that released the catch. The walk to the front door was about five minutes, through peace and garden all the way. Read the rest of this entry »

Liaison With A Student

I had just finished some work on the computer when the phone rang. I glanced at the clock on my computer and grimaced. I thought to myself: 1:30 in the morning? It can’t be good news. Something”s happened to someone!

Imagine my surprise when I heard an inebriated 18-year-old’s voice on the other line.

“Adrian? It’s Ellen,” she giggled.

“I’m at a party, and I can’t drive home, and I don’t want to go back to mum’s house like this. Do you think you could pick me up? Pleeeease? I’ll make it up to you.” Read the rest of this entry »

Two Cocks for Cherry

ONE COCK AT FIRST

Cherry glistened with the baby oil we’d rubbed all over her. She grunted in a rhythm as Mike and I double-penetrated her. Her pussy clenched around my cock every time Mike plunged his cock into her ass. Her moans of wanton pleasure could give a dead man a boner.

Cherry had a two-cock slut fantasy and I’d made it come true. It started with Cherry and myself getting together for a sex session and from there she met Mike and then we progressed to the current moment where she was ecstatically impaled on our cocks. Read the rest of this entry »

Two Women and the Glory Holes Ch. 03

“Prologue:

This is the final chapter in a story about two women who have been best friends since childhood as told by one of them (Jenny). The other (Rachel) is in the process of divorcing her husband (Charlie), whom she caught in bed with his mistress (Holly). If you enjoy stories with a surprise ending (and a little dark humor), I recommend that you read “Two Women and the Glory Holes” first. It will give you a better appreciation for how these friends ended up where they are in this chapter. Read the rest of this entry »

Summer 1971: Second Slice

“Your enthusiastic and overwhelmingly positive response is greatly appreciated. To those ‘anons’ I am unable to thank personally, please accept my gratitude for helping to make the writing experience such fun.”

The second installment….

I woke up in a strange bed will a dull ache that extended from head to toe. The smell of bacon filled the air and the aroma was intoxicating, but I felt like at least a brief shower was a necessity before going out to face the world.

As my body relaxed under the soothing feel of the warm spray, my mind tried to sort out everything that had taken place. The thing that I was most concerned about was how the events of last night would affect my relationship with Dom and Angela. Would they treat me differently and would it affect my job? Could I actually work with these people after all this? Read the rest of this entry »

New Experiences In London

“The following story is the outcome of a very inspiring e-mail from a reader, who was told about that events from the two girls featuring this story, as they had a very erotic experience in London. So thanks for the inspiration.”

Maya and Katrina had been friends since their childhood. Now both girls were 18 years old and would finish school in a few months. They both loved the English language and so had the opportunity to take part on a special English course in London during their Easter holidays. Read the rest of this entry »

On the Road

It was while traveling on our vacation that my husband and I had the most incredible sexual encounter. We were traveling up the coast about an hour outside of the next town where we had planned to stop over for the night. As we were cruising along, we noticed a Porsche parked along the side of the road, but thought nothing of it. About another mile up the road, we saw a couple who obviously needed a ride. It was quite obvious from the way they were dressed that they weren’t the usual hitchhiker types, so David pulled over to offer them a ride. Read the rest of this entry »

Trip To Self

“AUTHORS NOTE: This story was written while deployed overseas, and prior to the horrible events of Katrina, which is why New Orleans is portrayed the way it is. Keep the people of the Gulf coast in your thoughts, prayers, and givings.”

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“Where are you?”

“Texas.”

“That’s a bit vague, isn’t it?”

“Probably about seventy miles short of San Antonio. Going to see the Alamo.”

“You aren’t really going to see the Alamo, are you?” Mothers are not very good at hiding concern in their voice. Or maybe they just don’t try. She could never really tell with her mother. They were not what one might call close. Which was one of many factors leading to her current situation, or adventure, as she preferred to think of it. Read the rest of this entry »

The Park: Conclusion

After finally getting back into our wet clothes (minus the panties you won’t give back), we gather up the blanket and picnic stuff. We leave the park and head to the subway station.

We have to walk several blocks to the station. The wind is gusting, so I still have to be careful with my skirt. I get the thought that I can tease you a bit in retribution for not letting me have my panties back.

I edge in front of you just a little as we’re walking and loosen the hold I have on my skirt. I can feel the wind pick up the back of the skirt a little, giving a flash of my upper thighs and the lower part of my ass. Read the rest of this entry »