Consensual Sex - Page 752

(If you have not read parts 1 & 2, it would help the continuity to do so, however I will give a short introduction below.) INTRODUCTION My wife and I had taken a vacation of 7 to 9 days at a lake cabin for the last 20 years

This is a breezy, romantic chapter. Chapter Eight “Damn it, dude, you can’t be here!” the man yelled. The two teens were standing in a dark basement, dimly illuminated by several computer screens

We finally stopped laughing, and just laid there to catch our breath. Shortly afterwards got up and headed into the bathroom, I ran a shower, stepping in and called for Susie to join me

It was two decades before he was rocked by the memory of Millie again

1980 New York, Summer time. No one knows where he came from, it's like he just appeared, no one knows his real name but everyone calls him the King

Nuha - Intelligence Abla - Perfectly Formed Fatin - Captivating; Alluring; Enchanting Fatin was terrified she'd never had a male let alone a human male satisfy her like Jake had, plus the fact that the pleasure had been so intense that she had fainted

I recall the evening like it was yesterday, even though it’s been over ten years. I stared down at the table and mindlessly picked at my food while my wife sat silently across from me. Nancy and I had been married almost 25 years at the time

Author's Note: I wrote this story a few years ago when I was still a virgin. I was looking forward to meeting my online girlfriend over christmas weekend for the first time. We had been planning it for about a month

UrnJohn woke up to start the day and get another day over with. As he got out of bed an was getting dressed he put on his usual basketball shorts and tshirt. He went down to the kitchen an ate his breakfast just as he finished he saw his sister come down the stairs

Note———— I am not the Author of this story. Actually, this story is from the same person that wrote DNA and DNA II. I’m not sure why she never posted this story on here, but I thought it should be shared, so that’s what I’m doing

“Thank you to all of you guys that have posted about my first story, even the negative ones!Keep sending me suggestions about my writing style and I will try to adjust when possible. I will do my best to write at least a story or two a week

Franks Wife part 3, Sue helps out her friend, Cindy. Story by: SindyxSin AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a continuing sexual story. It may have some rough sex and should not be read by people not into that type of sex

Author's note: This is part 2 of the story, so you might want to read part 1 first. This story is fictional. All the names have been changed to avoid any similarity there could be with real events

"Are you kidding me?" i said angrily. "what, she's just a friend babe chill" lloyd said. " well at least if you're cheating on me, don't have some bitch call my cell phone asking for you." i said

“GET YOUR FRESH PIG-CHICK-OOSE RIGHT HERE!” Eddy stands in the middle of the cul-de-sac behind a Homemade Stand. It’s part of another one of his scams in action, and this Thanksgiving he’s cooked up something special

This is my first story ever that I'm publishing. I've been lurking around here for some years already but just now I found the right inspiration. This was supposed to be little test how the audience reacts to my text but I think it got little bit out of hand

Elizabeth is 29 years old and could be a wonderful girl, but it seems she doesn't care: always dressed up as tomboy, no make up and always pissed off at the world. She works in the physic department at the local university -she won a Ph

(The sequel to Spring Break Broke My Heart) By rutger5 (An Original Story - Copyright2012) It took me a while to find parking near the Katz residence but in Borough Park that’s to be expected I guess

Friday nights are always dull for me, my father was very over protective and thought Friday nights were for drunken slappers and old perverts, well that was his excuse for making my curfew seven o'clock. I was 17, not 7, but try explaining that to him

Part 16: I pushed open my bedroom door and a crowd of girls rushed me. “Master!” they all yelled in impatience. “Sorry, girls, sorry, I had to get our last member.” Neija, clinging to my arm, gave a sheepish smile. “Sorry