Posted: January 28th, 2012 | Author: Sidney | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
It was certainly a surprise to hear from you after losing contact for so long; even more of a pleasant surprise when you asked me if I was free to meet you at a certain motel that same afternoon. Of course I jumped at the chance to see you and was at the door to the room in a matter of an hour or so.
The next surprise came when the door was opened. Instead of seeing you there I was greeted by a lovely brown-haired lady wearing a white tee shirt and old comfy jeans. She was tiny compared to you and your statuesque presence, voluptuous Lana; she answered my puzzled look by welcoming me warmly with a twinkle in her eyes, calling me by my name and inviting me in. As the door closed behind me I saw you asleep on the bed. “Lana is napping right now, but we can wake her in a bit,” she spoke quietly. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: January 16th, 2012 | Author: Sidney | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
They had been on the road for two hours and they were already starting to get antsy. The four of them, Sue, Karen, Paula and Jen, were headed across country in Sue”s Durango on their way to their first year in college. Instead of flying, they”d decided to drive cross country for the experience. After two hours, they were itching for trouble.
Sue pulled into a gas station to fill up and get something to drink. As she walked inside, the two guys outside the station watched in appreciation as her ass wiggled from side to side. Karen, the hell raiser of the bunch, didn”t miss the looks they were giving Sue. Smiling at Paula and Jen, she walked over just behind the guys. As the two guys talked about how fine Sue”s ass was, Karen caught them by surprise saying, “Yep, nice tight ass. Bet that pussy is real juicy too.” Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: January 12th, 2012 | Author: Sidney | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
I figure that my flight home from the business convention in Seattle would be relaxing. I booked the 9pm flight for the thought I would be able to catch some sleep. I was wrong, this flight was going to be the greatest flight I have every had.
Well I should tell you something about myself. I am a 28-year-old computer designer that lives in Cincinnati, Ohio. I am thought of as handsome, being 6′1″ and having an average build. My Grey eyes attract the most attention when I meet someone.
Well I boarded the aircraft and found my seat. My seat just happened to be in the rear of the plane. As the time drew near to departure. I noticed that this flight was going to be mostly empty. I noticed the Flight Attendant immediately. She was a strikingly beautiful lady, with long black hair and a slim figure. If I had to guess I would say that she wore a B-cup. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: December 30th, 2011 | Author: Sidney | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
The music was loud as I sat there, feeling naked in my black teddy, matching thigh highs and 4-inch heels. Sammy, a close friend and suite mate, told me about the party and promised that it would be fun. “Besides Kallisti,” she argued, “You need to let your hair down and forget about Brad.” I knew that she was a bit wild and into orgies, and I think that this was why I had confided in her about Brad. I wanted to do something to really piss him off after finding him and my roommate fucking the past weekend. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: December 12th, 2011 | Author: Sidney | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
Every night was wild and tight. Every night with him was the end of eternity. I called him Pell, and I can’t remember his real name, now. It’s just been too long. He had dark hair, dark eyes, and his skin was a few shades darker than mine. I was a pink, pale thing next to him. My hair was pale, and my skin looked like parchment. I loved the way it was like that. The contrast was perfect. I had grown my hair long down my back. I twisted the gold locks into finger curls all around my head. I remember how he liked to come up behind me and grab hold of that hair of mine. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: December 4th, 2011 | Author: Sidney | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
While using her older brother’s bathroom during her eighteenth birthday party because hers was busy, she had discovered his collection of porno magazines and found them fascinating – and arousing. First, she compared her body to those of the models in the pictures. She had already discovered her clitoris and the fabulous feelings massaging it brought to her. That afternoon of her eighteenth birthday, looking at the pages of men and women in all kinds of positions and seeing large dicks piercing wide open pussies, she masturbated, massaging her clit faster and faster until she had her climax. She was so excited about the enormous physical stimulation she got from the pictures, that she did it again, and then again and again. All in all, that afternoon, she brought herself to climax seven times and finally stopped because she was so sore. She dozed off after putting her brother’s magazines back. Her mother had to wake her up for the party. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: November 30th, 2011 | Author: Sidney | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
“This is the true story of the first time a former girlfriend and I had a threesome. Only the names have been changed, including hers, and a couple of identifying details. Incidentally, I wouldn’t condone mixing drink, drugs and driving today - this happened years ago and attitudes were different then.”
The night we had the threesome with her boss, Naomi had called me after work and said she was going to go over to a hotel bar a block over and have a drink with some workmates. She asked if I’d like to join them and I did, driving into town and going up to the piano bar. But when I got there, it was just Naomi and Bob, most of the others had decided to go straight home and the only one who’d joined them stayed for only one drink. But that was ok, Bob was a guy I liked and Niomi spoke well of how he managed their team at the ad agency. He was a big teddybear of a man, jovial and friendly - and a bit of a pot-head. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: November 26th, 2011 | Author: Sidney | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
Jack shut the lights off on his truck and sat in the dark for a minute before going into her house. It seemed every time he needed a shoulder, he came here. His want for her got more intense each time her saw her.
She answered the door on his first knock. She had seen him pull in, had been waiting all evening. Melanie welcomed him with a hug and a smile.
“How are you Jack?” She asked
“I just needed to see you. You make everything fit when I need some help.” He looked her over closely. Her smile was the first thing that caught his eye. It lit up her whole face and it was infectious. When she smiled, it made everyone want to smile with her. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: November 18th, 2011 | Author: Sidney | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
As I sat there getting ready to leave finishing up a few minor odds and ends on my next presentation for work I received and odd instant message.
[Helliun] hey Kathy
I looked at it oddly. Normally I didn’t give out my name so this couldn’t be a complete stranger but someone playing with me. It looked like a nickname a close friend would use so I answered in kind.
[KitKat] hello chris
[Helliun] not chris lol
[KitKat] then who?????
[Helliun] saw you Friday
Interesting, I went out to the bar with my sister on Friday. Then it dawned on me. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: November 14th, 2011 | Author: Sidney | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
“Copyright (c) 2001, by DiscipleN. All rights reserved.
This work may not be used for any commercial purposes without prior, documented consent from the owner.”
Alice Pierpoint gazed up at the jet trails in the air. The air-show had dazzled her, and the sun had baked her skin. Even the flush of excitement in her face was masked by her now bright red skin. Her noticeable cleavage had suffered the same fate because of her low cut tank top. A couple men in the bleacher’s behind her tried unsuccessfully to determine just how deep the burn reached. Read the rest of this entry »