Fiction - Page 693

I'm 32, divorced, a pretty well-to-do business owner, and not the ugliest guy in a typical room. I'm also lucky enough to have several "no-strings" fuck buddies ranging in age from mid-twenties to about 40

WARMING UP It was two in the morning of Christmas Eve (or, I suppose, properly, Christmas Day) that I got the phone call from Marilynn Williams. I had sort of known Marilynn for a couple of years, but only sort of

A Marina on the Great Lakes well before sunrise. -------------- Joe and I struggled carrying the storage trunk from the van along the dock to our lake cruiser. 140 pounds of Bitch Meat I laughed to myself

Converting the Family Chapter Two: Mommy's Pussy-Slut By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: An anonymous fan commissioned this story and allowed it to be shared. I merely penned this individual's outline. Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Billy Purvis It worked

CHAPTER 5: Being naughty One week had passed since Jenny had caught me masturbating. It was early afternoon and someone was knocking at the door. I opened the door. ‘Hey Jenny! What are you doing here?’ ‘Wanted to see you’ she said

I woke up, it was finally the dayof courseI was already had as the leader of the Slaying Ravens..but I still had to win some matches until I was actually THE leader..

Authors Note: I want to thank my friend and editor Jim for everything he’s done for me and for sticking by me as I wrote this

I want the reader to know, this story is completely fiction and will probably sound a litle over the top. I also want to say that I know very litle, if anything about the ice capades. But, as I was writing it, it made me horny

I was nudged awake, we'd arrived. This would be fun, i helped dad take all of the stuff out of the car and into the cabin while mom stayed inside to "Check the rooms". We got an early night so we could go walking in the morning, "Seeing nature at it's finest" As dad would say

Kyra felt alone as she sat on a bench listening to the hustle and bustle of the world on the other side of the wall. She couldn’t understand how her father could do this to her, and wait until now to tell her about it

Day dispossesses day; Moons hurry to be born And race to their decay. - Horace, Odes. L’Accademia di Santa Cecilia di Agrigento… 11am. “Ah yes, here it is.” Claudia smiled as she read the polished brass plaque to the right of the heavy iron door

Nancy sighed as she closed the car door behind her. She had been delivering dry cleaning for nearly four months now, a fairly easy job, but still dreaded her last delivery

This is a work of fan fiction. All characters are the properties of their respective owners. I own the story line. Here We Go Again George looked down at the dozing forms of Fred and Lavender, and thought about waking them up

I’m in my late 20’s and manage a local restaurant/bar. I am 5ft 8 and slim with quite feminine features. To most people I’m just Tom, a regular guy who has occasional girlfriends, likes a beer and watching the football. To my closest friends I’m Lucy, a sissy slut who loves cock

We were on a 2 week holiday down south in a caravan that had been loaned me free of charge. Well actually it was loaned by a couple of brothers I had been shagging for a while, and also shared among their friends. It was a real rough large site split in two