Fiction - Page 1156

'Knock, knock, knock'. "Yes?" I called out as I lay in bed casually stroking my cock, like I did most mornings. "Frank. I'm making breakfast," My youngest son Robert's wife asked, "Do you want some?" "I'd love some!" I replied and rubbed even faster, "I'll be ready in a minute

Coyote Chronicles: THE BREAST LOVER (M/F mast, cons) Written by Koyote CHAPTER ONE - THE PERSONAL AD I ran across an advertisement in the personals section of the newspaper. It was a simple little advertisement but it was intriguing because of what it promised

I'm thinking the pairing should be called RoCe. Whenever CeCe and Rocky first became friends, CeCe thought of her only as a best friend. Nothing more, the thought of her and Rocky being something more intimate never even crossed her mind back then

Please read the parts before these to get the idea behind the story. Just click my name above to get the list. - - - - “What room are you in?” I asked. “On the end of floor 3, by the exit.” “I’m on the other end.” “Wanna get lunch?” “Yeah, let’s do it. I’ll be down in an hour

Author’s note: If you aren’t a fan of stories where a majority of the characters have little to no morals, please don’t read this. You’ve been warned. Move along if this concept doesn’t intrigue you. There are some evil and screwed up people in this story

== The Naughty Little Girl by LO == (Mf, mast, ped, oral) Gloria wandered away from the playground, having become tired of swinging and clambering around the monkey bars

CHAPTER ONE – The Story “So are you coming to dad’s play tomorrow?” Amanda asks as she lays there wrapped around the strong arms of Daniel, whom she has been dating for over two years, on the couch in his bedroom watching Notebook. Amanda loves this man

CHAPTER 12 "Well, Randi. I'd say you're living up to your name" "Gosh! I'm not normally this horny oooh, right there" She hung her head down between her shoulderblades, focusing for a moment on thrusting her hips back against my cock while I drilled her doggy-style

Me and Lisa have been married for 18 years, she is 41 and I am 45. Our sex life is ok, nothing to be real proud of. During our sex, many times I have talked to her about how she would like another guy. Using her dildo I talk how she would like a bigger one in her

My friend Tori doesn't get it. She says, "What do you mean 'being watched?' Who's watching?" I told her you know, like a peeping Tom, or somebody I don't know who's sneaking a look at me while I'm touching myself. "And you get off on that?" still sounding confused. "Well, yeah

The first part is a story builder and beginning to a series, it’s filled with a few childhood dramas; that build the character of my later story profile. It may not be to everyone’s liking, but each story needs a start. Bare with it, the sex scenarios begin after this chapter

.we did the first 2 parcels then as it was after closing time sylvia said she would lock the door so that no one else could come in. She was very prim and very proper Always very polite

POKER NOTE: The poker hands depicted in this story are unlikely, but possible, and since this is a work of fiction some use of imagination should be expected. My depictions of air travel in the 1960’s are based on factual memories. They bear no resemblance to air travel today

Chapter 1 Megan struggled to make it to the end of the hallway while balancing the full breakfast tray

Amish No More By beagle9690 January 2009 I HAVE BEEN WATCHING SARAH for a year; planning how to abduct her while learning her habits and schedule. Sarah’s younger brother Jacob works at Shultz's saw mill and wholesale lumber yard

Sandra finds herself being shared by a husband and wife. The next day gets room service. The holiday is turning out to be just what she needed. Wandering through the town Sandra approaches the bar where she met Arnie and his mates. Also where Monica worked behind the bar

I used the cash I won wisely and paid off some of the debt on the cottage, did some remodeling, new roof, siding, and windows. I also bought some new appliances fridge, stove, washer&Dyer, TV

Have you ever been so drunk, that you do something you know you shouldn’t do? That you’ve been fighting with yourself not to do? Yeah, that’s where I’m at right now. The night started out well. I went over to my cousin’s house, grabbing a few things to drink on the way

Chapter 2. copyright 2006 I started to speak but she turned and ran out of the bathroom. I went back to Candi's bedroom and dressed, then headed down the stairs moving slowly to try and see what might be going on. Mom Bob makes me feel alive and I haven't felt that way in years

I looked into the mirror and saw the eyes of a dying man. I was 24 years old, a young man now ascending to his prime and I was going to die. Why, you may ask am I going to die, well it is called HIV precursor to the AIDS virus and the reason why my life as I knew it was over