My name is Amy and I’m nineteen years old. I have brown long hair that I wear in braids. I have green eyes and I have a small chest. I’m thin and I wear glasses, however, I really would like to get contacts. I really don’t wear a lot of make-up, but try to give off that virginal, wholesome look. In both high school and college, I gave the impression that I was kind of nerdy. People kind of get nerdy and very smart confuse...
One of the things I like best about my relationship with my boyfriend is that he keeps pushing my sexual limits. I always fantasize about having sex in public places, one of my best times until recently was a drive home from partying in the city, but that’ll be a different story. On this day we were flying home, it was a long weekend, we’d worked hard and were tired and I think we were both just planning on getting some s...
My name is Robert, but my friends call me Bobby. I just finished up my first year of college at the University of Alaska. At this point, I think I’ll be a business major, but I really don’t need to know which way I’ll go yet. I still have three more years to decide what I'll major in. I really enjoyed my first year. I made a lot of friends. There were lots of crazy parties with women who wanted to have sex. I hooked up wi...
Seven and a half thousand metres! And yes, the seatbelt light is still on. Ah Bob, you’ve still got it! Bob had set himself a challenge: to calculate the maximum altitude of the plane he was on before it reached that altitude. And it was hard, too; not just a case of looking up the cruising altitude of the plane. This was a short hop flight from Sydney to Coffs Harbour, the airline wouldn’t waste fuel getting all the way...
The voice overhead said, “American Airlines flight 84 to Washington Dulles is now boarding at gate 55.” It was 10:30 on Sunday night and Spencer was taking the Red Eye to the East Coast. He never liked taking these flights, but getting in early on Monday morning was certainly better than arriving in the afternoon and being totally out of it for the week ahead. He would arrive in Washington around 6:25 local time and be at...
The waiting at Gate Three A was more than Zoe could deal with. What the fuck was taking so long? Not only was she tired, but the annoying baby screaming bloody murder behind her was beginning to give her a headache. She glanced at her watch and figured they would be calling seats at any time, she’d hoped. Just then an airline rep came on and made an announcement: “Good evening passengers of Flight Twenty Three Forty Five....
I had almost missed my flight. I was the last person to board the aircraft, with several of the other passengers giving me looks of annoyance as I moved past them through the first class cabin to my window seat in the last row of the business class cabin. I was being sent to Bolivia for a secretive assignment as a part of my role as an agent for the Australian Covert Defence Agency (CDA). My task was to investigate TMI, a...
Virgin on the mile high club! I cleared passport control and went through the slow process of having my hand luggage checked before walking into the hustle and bustle of the Heathrow airport departure lounge. I stood there for a second, looking around at the multitude of shops and rest aurant' s through the swarm of busy people as they passed the time while waiting for there flights to be called. Not one for shopping, and...
This story is the seventh in the series of stories written in collaboration with Alphamagus about Robert and Juliana and their love. It is different from previous stories in the series as it is the first part of a much longer story. We hope that you will enjoy it and look forward to the next chapter when you reach the end of this one. Juliana came into the house around 9 PM, exhausted from her day at work, but very happy...
Jeff never figured out why his wife of two years went “postal;” actually it was more like “bank berserk” but that term was coined just to describe her activities, so when it started happening the only name he could come up with was “postal.” From Jeff’s perspective – maybe one a neutral observer might find flawed – he thought he had a decent marriage. What an unlikely woman, he thought, to do what she was doing. Maybe he...
WHAT MOM KNOWS FUCKS HER IN THE AIR This is part 4 of the What Mom series...The rest of the days until the wedding was the best rerun of all time. I lived my own sexual Groundhog Day. I was usually wakened by Mom with her superb cocksucking lips. This was followed by a lengthy fuck session, where I blasted my first load of the day into Mom...usually her eager mouth; I then went to school and tried to learn, my mind preocc...
This is the continuation of the story Five Alarm Love by 1redheadrapunzel. I figured it was time for me to see if I could put out a story to add to what she started as a gift to me. So here it goes. It’s not much but it is my shot at writing something for here. Take a minute to read parts 1 & 2 so you don't miss anything. Can’t wait to hear what you all think of my first shot at a story!! It was time to see Punz off. As m...
I boarded a flight from Washington D.C. to Seattle. I took my window seat in the first-class section. There was a pink carry-on under the aisle seat and a fashion magazine on the seat. It was apparent that my companion was a woman. I wondered what she would look like. A very attractive well dressed green eyed natural blonde entered carrying a Vogue magazine in her left hand. She wore no wedding ring. She was a bit busty f...
Theresa and Sheryl hadn’t had a weekend off in weeks. Their busy schedule, recording their latest albums had taken priority. That was out of the way though and now they could spend some girl time together. Their widely publicised lesbian affair had caused one of the biggest nights in Twitter history but had done their album sales no harm. Now the girls were waiting in the first class lounge at Shagwick airport. They were...
Usually I love summer. An enthusiastic sun-worshipper, I am also addicted to being the object of admiration under any circumstances, and my body in a bikini is certain to attract attention from any red-blooded male within view. As a result, I like to spend my summers in tropical locales where I can live in a permanent state of near-nudity. The logical choice would have been to spend my summer in Florida where Kyle is trai...
