Jack993 —Chapter 1 — An Afternoon By The Pool— “Look at this,” said Lucy, swiping through the pictures on her phone. Jin looked up, he knew that his big sister wasn’t talking to him but he was bored and curious. “What?” asked Sarah, who was sitting next to Lucy. It was a balmy summer’s afternoon and both girls were soaking in the sun besides the pool in Jin and Lucy’s back yard. Jin was sitting a few feet away, hovering
Read moresubboislutnz He was straight married family guy away on a conference. A lot of work to be done but also some fun to be had on the nights out, at the very least a few drinks with friends. The conference was going well, he’d got the wines ready for tasting as he looked up he saw her. Tousled long brown hair, piercing green eyes and that smile and laugh. She’d worked for him in a retail setting, always on time,
Read moreMissKateKees Chancellor Leo Nilsson of Athena University sat at his desk sifting through the records of funding for the Universities’ student Societies. Unlike most Chancellors who left the day to day running of the facility to their Vice-Chancellor, Leo was an interfering busy body who practically lived in his office since his divorce four years ago. Now, 52, slightly overweight and balding, Leo had nothing much in his dull life other than his Chancellorship, whose mandate he had expanded into
Read moreStoryhacker Roy woke up in a fog. His head felt like his brain was bigger than his skull. It was Sunday morning and he was lying in his bed, alone. He remembered going to the club the night before but couldn’t remember coming home. That wasn’t all that unusual for Roy but the empty spot on the bed next to him was. Roy was a player. He knew it. Damn, he was proud of it. Roy had the looks for
Read morestories4mywife Part 1 “I’m going to come!” John said, desperately. He heard a resigned sigh in his ear. “Not again…” Erin complained, as he spurt his load into her pussy. As soon as he finished she pushed him off of her, irritated. “All three times we’ve had sex now you’ve come within a minute, John. I really tried to give you the benefit of the doubt, even after I saw how small you were, but I’m not sure if this
Read moreDickless —Part 1 (Adam’s Mom)— I’m back: the Greek Bandit, Master of Ass, Backdoor Man. By now you’ve probably figured out that’s hyperbole. I can’t get inside any girl’s behind at will. ‘Johnny Buttfuck’ is an honorary title only slightly less ironic than Bend-Her-Over, my friends’ oh-so-clever reworking of my last name, Benderson. I have been inside precisely three girls’ backsides: Christine, the modelish beauty; Heather, the buxom waitress; and Jayden, the punkish friend-zoner. But only because a popular movie
Read moreDickless That’s what the fellas call me. I have a rare sexual specialty: I anally penetrate almost any girl I fancy. I’m a Greek bandit. Let me tell you how I got that way. My real name is John Benderson. In high school they called me Bend-her-over, ironically. I had never been with a woman that way, as everyone knows. That was their clever way of drawing attention to the fact. Get it? I was of middling popularity, but ran
Read moreBy Pakcouple Prologue: Most people when they think of “muslim” girls naturally assume them to be more conservative and less sexual than girls of other religions. Well if you are looking for a story about just such a “Muslim-Pakistani-American” girl, read no more. The girls/women in this story are not typical. They are “Muslim-Pakistani-American”, but that is where all resemblance ends! Mahera, Kamila, and Jamila are not usual girls by any stretch of the imagination. The three sisters grew
Read moreBy Victorsev (edited) Read Part 1 Part 2… I returned from my “close shave” with Aunt Delia to the bedroom allocated to Gary and me. Having removed my towel I lay down on my bed by the window. Due to the heat and humidity the curtains on the window were not drawn and the full moon lit up our room. My mind ran over the day’s events. Having been invited to stay in Aunt Delia’s Louisiana Plantation House,
Read moreBy ojiisan Anastasia was the nerdy girl my best friend in middle-school dreamed to date. Chubby and shy; both a ginger and a Jew, with a slender nose and a long face that earned her the nickname “Horseface.” Adorable. Thinking me better with the girls, he begged me to go and put in a good word for him, and maybe score him a date. Anastasia smiled at all my crappy jokes in the most vulnerable way, and told
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