Romance - Page 118

This is a sad, sweet, tale which echoes a time that many would like to forget ever happened in this country. But it did, and the ghosts of that time live on in many families in many different ways. There isn’t a lot of explicit sex in this

Previously This story was set in 1996 when I was just 19 years old. It is about an incredible (fictional) sexual encounter I had with an 18 year old girl at the time. It is a continuation of the story 'My friend's 43y/o kinky mother part 2.' It is not necessary to read part 1 at all

Hey guys. It's been longer than I expected to post this here. As some of you know I got involved in a motorcycle crash that kinda unutilized my right hand for a quite long time, delaying the posting. Let’s see if the next one comes due some months earlier than this one. Enjoy

Chapter One: In which we begin our modern tale of erotic romance… "Tommy." 'Mmm, that's right Jade.' "Toooooommyyyyy." 'Don't stop, I'm almost there Jade

The Chauffeur (#53) New Orleans By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 In the next few days, Jennifer once again found an office tower for virtually no money. This one was on the market for just barely over $19 million for a 45-story building

Kitchen Duty-2 by Andy Kitchen Duty-2 Amy and Alexia had by now gotten settled in their new relationship. The house began to morph into a combination of living quarters, farm and orgiastic retreat. Amy could not get enough of Alexia, Butch and Shasta

As he walked home he grabbed his shirt and a nice pair of pants. He slipped into his orange polo and tucked his shirt into his pants. Going for his dressed up-style just like she likes. Put his white Nike hat on and went up stairs

Whips cracked and bit into his already bleeding flesh. His knuckles were white as his hands gripped the iron chains that bound him. Every strike he gritted his teeth together. Why were they doing this to him? He could not answer. To be freed was all he desired

I arrived at my friends apartment unannounced, late and half drunk. I'd been drinking and after starting to drive home decided I'd better not. Bob's apartment was in a direct line from where I was to my own place so I stopped to crash on his sofa

This is a re-upload of the same story, which was earlier removed as it apparently "does not follow our rules." I strongly disagree, but alas. It has been removed by some dickhead moderator who has decided to save poor sensitive readers some angst

Darlene Chapter 3 Darlene and I came out of the shower and we only had our towels wrapped around us, all the massage equipment was gone from the room, only a musky trace of Jennifer’s perfume remained. That and the smell of sex

Boning Bonnie I was 18 and the first time I was out on my own,it was also the first time I made a girl cum. I rented a cottage on the lake for the summer and looked forward to having a few parties

Lorcan had move to the small town of Wolf Creek three months ago with his mom. He has a few friends, but they didn’t know that he had a secret, not even his mom knew about it. Lorcan is a gay fifteen year old boy; he has long blonde hair and a swimmers body

After driving all afternoon and into the early evening, Bonnie and I reached Wausau, in upper central Wisconsin, where the hospital my uncle was born in was located. I wagered that even if my uncle's family didn't live in Wausau, they wouldn't live too far outside it

She chuckled, "Would you like some tea?" she asked smiling as she held up the box Lemon Ginger Herbal. "No thanks," I smiled. "Ginger ale?" "Ginger is hereby forbidden in this house." "Aww, I thought maybe you might want to give me a figging one day