The automatic doors of the parking garage slid open and the wall of humid city air slapped them like a wet towel. It was past eleven, the flight from Punta Cana had landed almost an hour late, and both of them looked like they’d been baked under Caribbean sun for a week: skin golden, noses … Read more
FOREWORD You learned in the story (IT JUST HAPPENED) that Jim and Lucy have three grown daughters; all of them beautiful, and all of them married to older men. Each daughter had initially married someone their own age, only to replace them after a couple years with someone closer to their Dad’s age. Jim always … Read more
The following week, The Unfiltered Hour returned with a very different energy. Lena and Tara were glowing. Both hosts looked genuinely excited as they welcomed their new guests onto the show. The vibe was warm, playful, and almost celebratory — like two girlfriends having their favorite people over for drinks. “Everyone, we are so excited … Read more
Jim woke up alone in the king-sized bed, sheets twisted around his skinny legs. The room still carried last night’s heavy scent — Jessica’s pussy, the faint woody cedar of Brian’s shower gel, and her coconut lotion. His face felt tight; dried juices from her orgasm still clung to his chin and cheeks. He could … Read more
I just got my lunch from a deli not to far my office. It was casual Friday. I was wearing a nice big white button down long sleeve shirt. I had it tucked into a pair of blue jeans. I had on some white low cut tennis shoes. I was not wearing socks. I had … Read more
I stepped into the apartment, the door clicking shut behind me with that same soft finality it always had. The living room was dim, lit only by the floor lamp’s warm glow and the blue flicker of the muted TV. The air hit me immediately—her vanilla lotion, mixed with something heavier, muskier, saltier. Sweat. Sex. … Read more
Couple days later, I got home from work exhausted once again, tie already loosened, shoulders heavy from another day of Carlos riding me. The apartment was quiet when I walked in. Kristen wasn’t there, she had texted me earlier saying she was “running a quick errand downstairs.” I didn’t ask what kind of errand anymore. … Read more
The Punta Cana sun streamed through the open balcony doors. The big king bed was messy from Jessica’s lazy sprawl, her red dress tossed on the floor like an old toy. Jim stood by the mini-fridge, chugging water, his polo shirt sticking to his skinny body with sweat. He looked at Jessica, stretched out on … Read more
If you want to read lots more stuff, vote on new stories, or support my writing, please visit my site. You can search for “RawlyRawls subscribestar” on google to find my site. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading! Chapter 11 A clock ticked somewhere in the house as Daniel … Read more
[To my faithful readers – I have decided that the time has come to wrap up this series. My long breaks have mostly been because of my struggles with ideas, and the pressure to continue the story. I need to finish things in the only way I know how. I may end up writing future … Read more
I woke up slowly on Monday morning, the bedroom still dim with early light filtering through the blinds. The sheets were tangled around my legs, and the pillow beside me was cool — Kristen had already been up for a while. Before I could even sit up, the bedroom door opened quietly, and she stepped … Read more
After Vows: The officiant’s cream suit popped in the fading sunset, her grin huge. “You’re now husband and wife!” she shouted, voice booming over the vineyard. “Kiss her, Jim!” The rose arch framed them, fairy lights blinking, sapphire ribbons swaying. Jim’s navy suit was all wrinkled, his tie crooked, sweat dripping down his neck. Jessica … Read more
Non-Fiction/Based true stories. Written in Word; some spacing issues may exist. I loved her and she loved me, but we both could never bring ourselves to admitting it. Her name is Shayla. She is a beautiful Negro girl of barely 19. Coming from a strict religious background she was never allowed to date anyone and … Read more
Ben and Catherine Winston are blessed with three healthy children; a daughter and two ruggedly handsome sons. Their two oldest children are twins; a boy named Michael and a girl named Madison. The youngest son is Jerry. The twins celebrated their birthday just a week before school was scheduled to begin. They will be juniors … Read more
Christine took a quick glance at the clock hanging over Mr. Vasiliev’s desk. Fuck, only 2:15. I can’t take 45 more minutes of Mr. V’s class. Is Maria still meeting me after school? I hope she wants to get something to eat… Christine’s mind wondered. Christine discreetly took her phone out of her backpack and … Read more
Hi everyone, well this is my first story I am writing about my sexuall experiences and I hope you enjoy,. My name is Kristy, I am 29yo , live on the North Coast of NSW, Very Petite only about 5ft 2, I have extremely large breast’s for my size, a nice petite Pussy and Ass … Read more
Daughter’s Slut Training (An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Six: Daughter Takes on Her Brothers By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Mrs. Umayyah My eyes flicked from my daughter lying on her back, her first customer’s cum leaking out of her well-fucked and bald snatch, to President Carver pulling out … Read more
“Where are you going?” I heard the man say loudly with distain. “I’m out of baby formula so I’m headed out to the store,” I can hear his wife say still sounding pleasant and caring. “Well get another case of beer while you’re out,” spit the man as if talking to nothing more than a … Read more
“She gave me a very specific brief, a discrete younger man, well hung, capable of satisfying any of her desires. She hasn’t stayed with us before, my contacts at other hotels tell me she has a reputation of being a bit kinky. She is just past forty, very attractive, a full size twelve and she … Read more
Dick is a powerful thing. Maybe my momma did raise a fool. Hell maybe she was a fool herself. I had thrown up in her toilet and instead of being a mother she was really just taking the opportunity to talk about her own problems as I threw up over the toilet. “I think he’s … Read more
