= = = = = = = = = = = = = =Chapter 1 - The Beginning= = = = = = = = = = = = = =Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging cock. Her tousled blonde hair partially covering her face she lolled her head from side to side as her orgasm wracked h...
Jenny hurried home from work; she had a very important appointment to get to. You see, today was Friday and aside from it being the start of her weekend, she knew that Jonathan had published another hot, sexy story. She always looked forward to his next s...
It’s a busy weekday morning in the office, but nothing I can’t handle. Lists dwindle as the 'things to do' get dispatched. A nice, uneventful day so far. While I’m figuring out which item gets next priority, my tummy does a crazy flip. It’s done that inte...
So, three days had now passed since this all happened. We'd been slightly awkward with each other, her eager to please and clearly remorseful, me still a bit head in the clouds and confused. To be cuckolded was my fantasy but that was it, a fantasy. I jus...
"Tell me about the other two blokes that you had sex with while you were on holiday with Bev," I said as we lay on the beach, a couple of days later. "Aww, leave me alone," Sharron answered, "I'm tired and I've got a bit of a hangover. Just let me sleep."...
We take turns stroking your delicious cock. I try to mimic your stroking and fail with enthusiasm. You start bucking your hips and I feel the head of your cock thrust through the tight tunnel, against my palm. I love feeling your head resist, then slide i...
What does it takeTo write an erotic storyThoughts imaginationOr an active life of experienceThe wonderingsWhen you're bared nakedIn front of a gaggle of menWith hard onsPulsating and throbbingAt your every breathWomens heaving breastsAs their clitsGrow we...
In a small town, as rural as one can be and yet be defined as a town, an old flower shop sits off a side street, long forgotten but still lovingly maintained by its owner, Emily Bronson. Widowed ten years ago at age 42, she refused to abandon the small fl...
Reading stories on this Lush site.Fills my being with such delight. Causing something between my thighs to rise.Becoming three or four times its normal size. Images presented, absolutely stunning.Setting my heated hormones running. Taking a grip, having t...
The bad economy that started several years ago was devastating for many people, including me. I had a good, twenty-year career as a market researcher with a major advertising agency but was laid off as part of their cost savings measures. I had worked my...
Prologue I make my way down the long, cold corridor, with only the sound of my sneakers squeaking loudly on the dirty concrete floor. The halogen lights above flicker as I pass by, and I already don’t want to be here. I approach an older gentleman that’s...
Soaked! Nothing could be more disappointing than crawling into bed and laying in an icy wet spot. I jump out and pull the heavy brown quilt down to discover the cause of the wetness. I don't drink in my bed, it can't be anything I've spilled on the bed. I...
Reality is heavy Duty is steep Tell me a story To help me sleep It doesn’t need a hero A middle or an end Just start with the words And let us begin Give me fear And hate and pain Sometimes, crying Releases the strain Make me laugh And dance and...
Genesis 38 King James Version 11 Then said Judah to Tamar his daughter in law, Remain a widow at thy father's house, till Shelah my son be grown: for he said, Lest peradventure he die also, as his brethren did. And Tamar went and dwelt in her father's ho...
Let me tell you a story about two young lovers, A tragic love story, been told by many others. The servants of Montague, and of Capulet, Fought for their Masters, sometimes until death. Escalus warned them not to breach the peace again, Or he would see to...
