Erotica - Page 156

I am lying in bed with my eyes closed, I was sleeping, have this overwhelming sensation that I'm being watched. My skin crawls, I’m uneasy and scared. I'm too afraid to look, I don't want to, if I do look there might be someone there

I am a divorced father of one beautiful little 13yr old redhead. We have been alone for two years now and have the best relationship a father/daughter could have. Megan is a very smart, athletic young girl. I have a thriving business and work at home

nor is she the only or even the first girl with whom I have enjoyed many depraved, exhilarating sexual experiences, the genuine, unadulterated friendship we share coupled with the boundless, sexual exploration we enjoy together certainly makes her one of my favorite people with whom to spend my time

I lived in Spokane, WA when my wife was killed by a drunk driver. She was coming home from work late one night when it happened. I got the phone call at 1:45 AM and when I told my three kids the next morning we were all a mess of tears

Her comes the third and last part of I trust my daddy. Please enjoy! III Two weeks had passed. They had met every other night. Tim and Joan fucked and Lisa sucked off her father and had become very much accustomed to the taste of his come

Alena started crying she just couldn't tolerate anymore! Her husband and his few friends started a project and now she is facing the trouble. Anthony is having sex with her and this is the third time he blackmailed her husband to brought her here for convict's pleasure.

It’s Friday eve, the week has been unmercifully slow. Snail’s pace was too fast of a depiction. I was headed to the train station like I did most days. It was only on rare occasions where I’d actually drive in to work

My first time (a dog’s initiation) “Ah, I remember it like it was yesterday” The old dog lowered his greying muzzle onto his forepaws, eyes unfocused and milky with cataracts. His ears hung like limp washing, a sigh escaped from relaxed jowls as he recalled the memories

I remember seeing her, it was after the football game. I have been sitting on the sidelines, back up receiver for the team behind the star, Malcolm. He was pretty much the king of our high school. You know, loved by all and has all the talent and is going places

My heels clicked against the damp pavement as I made my way towards the sounds of heavy bass and shrill, girlish giggles. I could sense the lack of inhibitions, the innebriation and the excitement of the men who thought they would bring home a mate for the night

I knew I had to do something about the fact that my twin-sister, Tara, lost her virginity and was getting laid on a regular basis. The fact that I was totally in love with my sister and always had been just made it a lot harder

My story beings at agerbiton Which is basically a huge cattle sale, So I'm in the barns walking up and down the aisles looking at all the amazing shorthorns that are offered to the sale when I see one the really catches my eye

THE SATYRICON OF PETRONIUS ARBITER The Satyricon, Satyricon liber (The Book of Satyrlike Adventures), or Satyrica,is a Latin work of fiction believed to have been written by Gaius Petronius, though the manu*********** tradition identifies the author as Titus Petronius

Joe finished the latest chapter and passed it on to me. As some of the earlier ones no longer appear at this site, let me recap what’s happened so far. It was a story of love and baseball (and the Steelers)

They were the best of friends. Had been since grade school when they had first sat across from each other at lunch. The kind of friends who had lasted through good relationships and bad, though rotten ex-boyfriends, and rotten fights

My First Exposure Meeting My Paperboy Part-1 ----------- This story is woven around an old friend's fantasy she shared with me over a span of nearly 30 years

Boy meets girl, Girl meets boy Its been almost 2 weeks since me and my mom moved into our new house. Things have been going pretty well so far, I can't really complain. I met some new people in the area that seem pretty cool,but only one in specific caught my attention

Chapter 1 - A Devil’s Game. My pants hit the floor as I stood looking down at the bound and gagged senior cheerleader named Melody, the last of my prisoners left upstairs as the bitch Sasha that had maced Jake was hauled down to the basement

Chris had been raised by a manly, gruff, mean hulk of a man. His mother left when he was young leaving him and his father to make due on their own. Even though Chris was very young when she left, it had been obvious that Robert, Chris' father, had contributed to her abandon

I squirmed a bit, whimpering as I heard the mumblings of the people. My hands shackled above me, my legs spread wide by a bar, my mouth stuffed with a ball gag, and a blindfold on over my eyes. I was naked and helpless in front of a room full of people I didn?t know