Fuck fest Stories

Courtesy of the new moon, I’m swallowed up by the night save for the flickering copper gas lanterns offering short reprieves from the blackness. I continue toward my destination, thinking about what lies ahead. As if on cue, a cool October breeze blows up my cape and sensually whips my naked flesh. I become anxious, and my pace quickens as I weave in and out the costumed posers littering the streets of New Orleans. I igno...

The weather turned bad sooner than usual; with heavy snow and brisk winds. Driving to work by myself was awful. I said something to my boss, Julie, about how I hate driving in the snow. It makes me so nervous. She said, "I think Joe in the rear cubicle lives near you, maybe you could ride with him." I went to see Joe and he agreed to give me a ride, but only for a week, as he was moving. When I saw Julie, she asked if I t...

My grey hoodie was up over my rat's nest of a blonde mane and the post-dilation sunglasses I had on gratefully hid my splotchy complexion. I half expected the paparazzi to be outside the hospital doors with how embarrassed I was in my current situation. Am I famous enough for the paparazzi? No. Do I pretend I'm a mega-popstar a la Britney Spears even though when I sing I make dogs cry? Yes. Yes, I do. Main character syndr...

As Jim entered me, with my calves on his shoulders, I had one of the most serene feelings of my life. I expected him to be my life partner, I expected to fully enjoy myself, and I was well aware that this could lead to me becoming pregnant. Jim had agreed to me going off birth control. He'd all but begged me to marry him, and was even more excited than normal to shove his cock into my restless pussy. Jim grunted and I scr...

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...