I lay in my bed, shivering slightly in the cold late autumn night. It had been a very warm day, but tonight was unseasonably cold. Probably only about 39 degrees outside, and not too much warmer inside. In theory I could turn the heat up, but my mom and twelve-year-old brother, Brady, were out of
The Smedleys had a boarder living in the loft, a writer, an odd sort but he paid very well to have his meals brought to him. He was little trouble, little noticed, seldom seen, but the six-hundred dollars he paid in cash each month was. That money was a godsend to the Smedleys who had
“Total deviant freak!” Michelle flung her car keys across the living room so hard they left a dent in the drywall. Only then did she realize there was someone else in the room: her identical twin sister Anna. “Sorry,” Michelle mumbled as she dropped her purse on the carpet. “Something the matter?” Anna asked. “You
While you were gone. In other words in case you haven’t read any of the previous stories. My niece came to live with my wife and I when she was sixteen years old. She immediately impressed upon me (no pun intended) how grateful she could be when favors were done for her. A beer on
When Manu got home his wife was beside herself. Dinner was not ready and her sari wasn’t even fastened properly. Her hair was a mess too. “Oh my dear, what has happened?” he exclaimed, putting his arms around the pretty and busty woman he had recently married. When he kissed her he recognized the taste
OOH MY GOD, IT’S WAS SO AWESOME, just like always with him, it felt ooh so, so good. Yes, just like always, I was mere moments from crashing head first into another one of those earth shattering orgasm he always gave me. Ooh, ooh yes, just like always I could feel this cock expanding to
“I don’t usually pick up hitchhikers, but you look safe. Get in.” He was young and tall, just the sort that set my pussy juicing. I had to have him! I’m 38, divorced and I love to fuck, especially with the kind of tall, gorgeous hunk that just climbed into the car beside me. The
This story is fiction, a self satisfaction fantasy only. No one was hurt or damaged, the characters are fictional and meant for adult reading only. Hi, I am 19 my name is chase I live with my mom and dad and sister Sue she is 18, we get on okay, look out for each other
Elizabeth Jamieson and her son James, were far from being poor, when James was 10 his father a very prominent businessman had died in a freak auto accident. Leaving both James and his mother well over $30 million in insurance as well as numerous estates and titles. Still living in the lavish home James had
This story was written as an fantasy. The writer does not condone the described behavior in real life. My parents had rented a house for the week. My brother (the second oldest of four) was graduating from the academy and his wedding was planned to coincide. There was going to be a gathering of family,
It was one of the worst snowstorms ever to hit Augusta Maine. The snow was up to the window sills and all the roads were closed so I could not possibly make it to my classes at high school. When Dad divorced Mom, he received the family residence, and Mom took two small rental houses.
By the time I arrived at the home of my grandmother in Chicago, I had convinced myself that this would be the most boring and wasted weekend I had ever spent. My parents had moved away from the city years before, when I was in junior high. We visited my grandparents regularly in the years
Third Waiter Shen could hardly contain his excitement. He’d spent a month’s salary on the love potions. The pink one would set ablaze the pubes of a woman whose thighs were held closed by an ice dragon. The black potion was blood of tiger. Once he’d drunk it, Shen would have the speed, tenacity and
When we were a new couple, pretty young, 20 and 19, we had an insatiable appetite for sex. Even having kids very young did not slow down the wife and me. In some ways, it made us more adventurous, trying to find time to sneak away and get a little was an ongoing game. We
“Hey mom! I’m home.” Alex the shortish brown haired, green-eyed girl called as she dropped her school bag at the kitchen door. “Mom?” She called again. “She’s not here.” A strange voice said from behind her. Alex jumped back from the stranger. “Who are you?” She demanded. The woman she was confronted with simply smiled.