Chuck woke up when he heard his bedroom door opening. It was after midnight on a Friday night, technically it was the wee hours of Saturday morning and that also made it Chuck’s eighteenth birthday. He peeked out through partially opened eyes and saw his older sister and her housemate standing in his bedroom doorway.
It was one of those days when the California sun beats down hard and makes you want to stay in and crank the A/C. As amazing as that sounded, my step-mom and I were stuck outside fixing up the house to get it ready for sale. She was in the garden, planting flowers and pulling
My name is Chloe, and something happened about a week ago that has completely changed my life in a way I never could have imagined. I just turned 31 and celebrated my ten-year wedding anniversary by myself. My husband, 42, has been incredibly successful with his work, which has allowed me to stay at home
Teena was showing more than a passing interest in dog sex. I didn’t want to involve her any further in my performances at the farm but it was obvious she wanted to go further. Me, pretending to be a dog and fucking her with a strap-on, had only made her more curious. Having given her
My wife Sherri and I have been married for 30 years. During that time we have been faithful and our sex lives, although good, have been ordinary. I read erotic stories and often get excited imagining us trying new things. She doesn’t like reading the stories. Over the past year we’ve been spending a lot
“Lend me forty bucks Jordyn,” Jason said in a persuasive tone of voice. Jordyn sat on the couch in her small bedroom, pissed off. I laid in her bed, next to her brother Jason, and Dillon, whom was a friend of all three of us. “No,” she said. “I know you’re going to use it
Ashley’s words of wisdom turned out to be some of the best advice Mike and Melody could have ever received. Though they made little progress in learning more about Melody’s dreams, they took the mindset of not letting it take over their lives. Rather, they enjoyed every moment of their engagement and savored it as
I was getting out of my SUV. I motion for my friend to get out of the passenger seat. Ace worked at a tattoo shop in town. I sold him a computer last year. He owed me a favor. “Buck… Is this the place? Should I get my needle and ink?” said Ace. “Yes! She’s
I followed them out the door. They walked arm in arm, tennis racquets under their arms down the corridor while I followed a step behind. Three women, laughing and talking were coming in the opposite direction. They were wearing a t-shirt commemorating a conference in the hotel and they had obviously enjoyed wine and drinks
Gillian sobbed and wept on the floor, desperately hoping they would leave her alone. But Dean was furious and he pulled her up at once, slamming her face-down on the table. “Stay there or get tied up!” he snapped. She sobbed, listening to the yells and moans as Jack slammed his cock in and out
Monday was great. We had a lovely time in the afternoon, spreading out our duvets on the floor to get more room for our activities. In the evening, we did the same thing. Tuesday afternoon almost ended in catastrophe, when mom came home unexpectedly. We barely managed to get dressed before she came up to
Gillian clutched the cold tabletop and lay there, sobbing. Her ass ached, and her body throbbed with the pain of the abuses she’d suffered. Desperately, she raised her head and tried to see if there was some way out of the room, but there was only the one door and she knew that it would
“Yes, it’s a weekend training scheme.” “For me, Mr. Pincher?” Gillian Smith gasped, peering at her boss a little suspiciously through her glasses. “Why me?” “We decided that you were, uh, you were, ready for new ideas,” Joe finished lamely, looking out the open window. “Some people have their eyes on you, you know, and
The wind blowing through the trees surrounding the huge log structure and outbuildings. The cold needles of rain, knifing into all sitting near the door as it opens into the great room of the Inn. Feeling a shiver as the cool air caresses the thin material of my skirt as I wend my way through
When he finally reached the top of the ridge, Theo stopped to rest against a thick and gnarled pin oak. He drank in the warm, humid southern Indiana air, relishing the scents of wild-flowers, ferns, moss, and moist decay. Though he knew it was the odor of disintegration, it was also the signature of the