Posted: July 31st, 2011 | Author: Jaime | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
I looked up from my book, baffled that I was really on a plane beginning its decent. Am I really doing this? I must have lost my mind.
It had started as a flicker of attraction. Seeing someone’s picture and thinking – now that is my definition of hot. Then I didn’t really think much else of it … he was halfway across the country and definitely out of my league.
At some point, we started talking. I honestly don’t remember what our first conversations were about. They weren’t regular – and still aren’t. Sometimes I think that is part of what I like – he’s busy with his life, and I’m busy with mine. I usually don’t find people without a life of their own, without goals and hobbies, attractive. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: July 6th, 2011 | Author: Jaime | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
I saw her finish fucking one guy and told the next guy she wanted him to lay down on his back. He did and she straddled him as she squatted down on his stiff dick. She laid down on him fucking him. The guy she was jacking off with her right hand she pulled him around behind her. Never letting go of his cock, she brought him right up to her asshole. As he pushed himself in her she grabbed another dick and with her mouth sucked in another dancing right in front of her. I watched and could not help but wonder who she was. Was she the woman I passed getting off the plain? Was it the “Hot Gal” from three years ago? I knew it had to be one of the “substitute wives” but which one? Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: July 4th, 2011 | Author: Jaime | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
It’s early evening, about 7:00. Maybe 7:30. I’ve be at a 3D shoot all afternoon. I didn’t win but I scored very high and did come home with some of the major prizes. The shoot was actually over about 4:00 but I stopped in at my parents on the way home. I dropped the kids off there this morning on my way to the shoot and they have been having a blast all day, what with the horses and all. Dad asked if they could stay the night, possibly the weekend. Seems it keeps his other kids occupied. I said sure and as I had to go to Rosetown tomorrow anyway, I would drop off some extra clothes in the morning and could pick up all the kids on my way back. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: July 2nd, 2011 | Author: Jaime | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
I was getting ready for a business trip. My wife, Rebecca, was in the sunroom, enjoying a cup of coffee while I got myself dressed and packed. Going through my routine was almost automatic now, so I was daydreaming about the previous evening.
It was one of those special evenings, when everything was clicking and we were so in-tune with one another. Dinner, a movie, some flirting on the way home had led to a romantic drink by the fire. Soon we were cuddling in bed, making the kind of passionate love they describe in those paperback romance novels. I know, sounds kinda cheesy, but that’s how it was. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: June 28th, 2011 | Author: Jaime | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
I keep a small office on the South side. I invest in businesses and watch those I help closely, one Hardware wholesaler in particular. He had run out of traditional finance when he came to me. I helped, then, putting things in place I watched. Sure enough he was playing the same game with me as he had with the banks. Shutting him down was an option but I decided on a different path. Re-organizing my business with him to minimize the possible loses I went looking for my margin of profit. The only valuable asset he had that wasn’t mortgaged was his young wife. I decided to take out a mortgage on her. Using digital photography, computer enhancements and luck a week later I had the photos I wanted. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: June 18th, 2011 | Author: Jaime | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
Scurrying as fast as she could out of Carlos’ apartment, Andrea hurriedly made her way through the darkened streets of the rough neighborhood until she got to her car.
Her head spinning wildly as she drove home, Andrea felt the need to roll down the driver’s side window so a constant gust of cool air could splash across her face to help her stay focused on her driving, as well as to override the smell of sex that permeated the hand she had wrapped around the steering wheel.
“I can’t believe you did…that…to yourself…in that boy’s bathroom…and then…and then…you didn’t even take the time to wash that Godawful…smell…off,” a sickened voice inside Andrea’s head berated. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: June 14th, 2011 | Author: Jaime | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
Fucking, Shagging, Boning
Whatever you call it, it’s what John wanted to do to Sally. Sally was the girl that everyone wanted, and it seems that everyone had had, bar him. The chat in the staffroom often wandered around to Sally’s ass. Richard talked of little else, the way that her trousers squeezed her cheeks together like two spaniels in a sack, how he wanted to lick her crack from her spine to her pubes and back again, make her squirm.
John could never believe that he would actually get the chance, Sally was “top-class totty”. The sort of girl who expected gifts, flowers and dinner, not fish and chips and a bit of how’s-your-father. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: June 12th, 2011 | Author: Jaime | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
Every time she looked at her boss, Jeanette got extremely hot. Her face would flush, her heart would race, and she’d tingle from head to toe. If she tried to talk to him she would start out stammering until she got control of herself and calmed down… and even then she’d have to repeatedly take long, deep breaths to keep her voice steady. It wasn’t that Jeanette was a shy woman - not by any stretch - but because Mr. Lyle (or Jeff, as he preferred his employees call him) was a tall, well-built, strikingly masculine man with a perpetual tan no matter what the season. And his eyes - cold, steel blue eyes that smoldered with a blue fire that not only ignited Jeanette’s own fire, but did the same to almost all the other women in the office as well. Jeanette could get wet just looking at him… and quite often did. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: June 10th, 2011 | Author: Jaime | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
“[This is a semi-romantic story, contains elements of fellatio, cunnilingus, ménage a trois, slight exhibitionism, and both male and female multiple orgasm.]”
Vince had spent the entire day cooped up in airports and airplanes, so when he finally arrived home and dropped off his luggage, he felt some fresh air was in order. Vince decided to go for a walk, so he drove down to the main park, which was full of various type of people: families, couples old and young, and many children, all running around enjoying the sunny day. Vince looked a little out of place, in a solid black, three-piece suit, but he didn’t care. He put on his baseball cap and bought a bottle of water from an ice-cream stand. Vince just casually walked down the sidewalk, just enjoying the casual atmosphere and watching all the other people doing the same. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: May 24th, 2011 | Author: Jaime | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
Life for Pip and her lovers drifted on as normal. But to be honest a teenage school girl having a sexual relationship with her church youth group supervisors was not a particularly normal situation.
Pip’s breasts had begun to grow since she went on the pill. The casual observer would not have noticed but her bras had begun to feel tight and uncomfortable within weeks of her starting to take her pills.
She was happy but didn’t quite know what to do about her sudden growth spurt. She couldn’t go to her mother and tell her that her breasts were suddenly larger. Her mother was a nurse and no fool, surely she would click as to what was going on as Pip’s breast size had never changed so suddenly. She’d already passed comment on how happy her daughter seemed lately. Read the rest of this entry »