couple stories and histories

You wake up wrapped around me, you are behind me with your arm and leg over my body. You are in a mood this morning, a needy mood. Rubbing my waist and pulling yourself closer, you're trying to wake me up. I feel your attention, and your hand on my waist. I am awake now. "Good morning, I see you're ...

He was addicted to her, addicted as strongly as to any narcotic he could imagine, obsessed these past few months by the sight and smell and feel of her. And for two hours every Tuesday afternoon, in that same dreary motel room with the dingy off-white flowered wallpaper and cheap brown laminated fur...

My Dad's Best Friend

By Blarg the Destroyer

Author's Note: This is my first story ever. I know it is far from perfect. I wrote this mostly to serve as a test for my writing style. Please let me know your thoughts and criticism.

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Summer sunlight cut through the trees along the highway as Mar...

Chapter 1 -- Friday's On My Mind

The week dragged by at an excruciatingly slow pace. Each day seemed somehow a couple of hours longer than usual, as if Friday had decided to take its sweet time getting there. Tuesday's shoot was boring, with none of his favorite performers present. Harry, true to f...

I graduated college in May 1975 and moved back home to live with my parents. The idea was to be able to more quickly pay off my student loans since I would not have rent or other living costs to deal with. My parents were also glad to have me back home.

While I was in college, I had a very active s...

*** In between "Tom is all broken" and "Tom is all broken : ch. 2", there are two bits of story I mentioned and had to write. The first one is already published as "Watching Him", here is the other part. The first two chapters combine different perspectives, I tried to write this one only from Tom's...

Hand it to him

"Mum needs help"

Karl groaned. His mother in law was a pain in the arse.

But he would never say it unless he wanted a divorce.

"Ok, I need to go into town then I will go over and sort her out."

"Really, I don't think she wants that sort of help."

Karl stared at May.

"I hope you...

Jenni was 19 years old. She was away from home in her sophomore year of college. She wasn't shy about her sexuality. She was sexy and she knew it, 5'4" with a nice sized chest to match.

Her current boyfriend, Austin, she had met earlier that year. He had no idea about her extensive sexual past. And...

This story is part of a series; suggest reading in order to fully understand the characters. Can be read in isolation but won't make as much sense.

CHAPTER 142 - BACK TO WORK

Time had passed since the big day. It was fast closing in on Emma's big day. Only five weeks to go. Lauren was well pregnan...

I asked him if he’d watched the movie Secretary, and if I’m being honest with myself, I know that was pushing the boundaries. There’s just something about him that excites me. I’m pretty certain this is almost entirely in my head, but I can’t stop myself from fantasizing…

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I can picture it all ...

Dear Diary

I have finally arrived at my destination, although I'm not completely sure of where I am; I know I am somewhere in France. Twenty other girls and I are here. The nurse in charge is a heavy-set, stoic and stern woman named Martha.

I've only been here four days, and every day it's the sam...

My name is Darius Jackson. I am 28 years old. This is my story. A story of change. A story of metamorphosis. This is a story of how a scared, nervous boy turned into a man. And I am that man. They call me The Quiet Ladies Man. It took me awhile to get used to that name. It wasn't easy, but I did it....

This is part 85 of my continuing story.

All my characters are well over the age of consent.

This is fictional work. Fiction means made up. I am a storyteller.

Any mistakes are mine as I create and edit my own work.

Please forgive any typos.



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I have never mentioned this, but my boss,...

"Alright!" says the sexy woman at the door.

It's another warm Autumn day, and I'm standing at Lucie's front door, surrounded by the hilly skyline of the best city in the world. She looks amazing: sleeveless T-shirt barely covering the black bra beneath, and a tight, hip-hugging pair of jeans. But i...

(Welcome to my story. If you haven't read the others leading up to this, you should; it will help explain things.)

The club doorman eyes Dave suspiciously, as he gives him a visual once-over and performs a cursory frisk. But Dave knows there is not much chance of hiding anything in a T-shirt and je...

Laura and Ana [MF] Part 1

This is the first part of what I intend to be a longer series about my relationship with 2 women. This part is MF but MFF stuff comes later as I'm sure you'll realize. Feedback is appreciated. Positive feedback will bring part 2 faster ????. This particular part takes plac...

For a quick history, I'm Brian, my dad died when I was 3, and when I was 6, mom remarried to Roberto, a man from Dominican Republic that she'd met at a work conference. When he proposed, most of mom's friends thought he was just looking for a way to get into the US. Instead, after they were married ...

The Therapy Book Club Ch. 2





The book club feels more like a sex club



*** The next morning ***

Jane looked over at her sleeping husband, smiled, and thought about the previous day. As the old saying goes, what a difference a day makes. To think they both were in total agreement about have se...

Behind the doors of the elegant townhouse that was home to the private Libertine Club, on a quiet side street in the city, the Members were preparing for the evening, which would start with dinner and lead to all manner of debauchery, depending on their whims and urges. Meanwhile, the head of staff,...

She wakes up and checks the clock on her phone to see that it is still only 9.30am... far too early, given that it was after 4am when they finally called it a night. Lying in bed, thinking about the night before, her mind turns back to the bar and she finds herself replaying time and again the secti...

Everything began the moment you looked at me with that certain gaze: the kind that lingers in memory for a long time.

It was the way a man looks at a woman when he sees only her and no one else around.

The way a man looks when he wants one specific woman with uncompromising intensity.

And as soon...

"What, really?" he said from the other end of the couch, raising his eyebrow in response to my joke. "You'll suck it if we win?"

"Sure," I laughed, putting my feet up on the coffee table. I was just joking, of course. We'd always been like that; making jokes and being silly. That's just what friend...

Olivia walked past the piece of chipped wood outside their apartment and barely squeezed her way in, one humongous breast at a time. She was about to close the door behind her when she looked at the living room she shared with Violetta and froze in place. Deep down, deep deep down, Olivia had a bad ...

** This story is the fourth part of my Dealing Floor Risk series. If you want them in order (and this story works better that way!), start with "Analysing Risk Like a Good Trader", then "Managing Risk - From a Sales View" and then "Managing Risk - Research View" The "It's Not Cheating If We Just Loo...

Tim read a message on his phone: "Cards? Friday? If you think you can handle it loser does WHATEVER the winner wants. Are you up for it?"

He texted back, "I am." He confirmed the plan for Friday night at Amy's house.

She sent one last text: "I WILL own you." Friday arrived. They chitchat a bit whi...

SHARED PUSSY

We were young college freshmen, both guys and dolls. Do you call them fresh girls? From my experience with Indiana farm girls, the title "fresh girls" was more than appropriate. Like most of my stories, it is based on a true occurrence. I was lucky to get in and get out alive. Some of ...

The jeep's suspension bounced over the coral access road, each rut sending a jolt through Alexandra's thighs as she sat besides me. Her skirt was still rumpled from our office encounter, and I could smell the musk of our mingled sweat and cum rising from her skin in the tropical heat. She kept her p...

All characters appearing or mentioned in this story are 18 years old or older. All acts depicted are mutually consensual and agreed to by all characters involved. This story is a work of fiction and any reference or description to actual persons real or imagined is unintentional.

If you are enjoyin...

A lazy afternoon. They had been sightseeing in the morning, then had lunch and most of them had then gone to their beds for a little snooze. Lisa had taken a swim and then settled herself on a lounger in the shade by the pool and, indeed, had gone out like a light for a good three quarters of an hou...

The Anteroom

The Hostess opened the heavy oak doors and led me into an anteroom the size of a bedroom with a matching oak door on the opposite wall.

"Last chance to abort the audition and run away with me, 12," she said with a husky sexy voice.

"As sexy as you are, I'll take my chances with the a...