DINNER WITH CO-WORKERS
This story is true. The names have been changed to protect the horny. Harriet started working at the factory where I worked, but she worked the other day shift and I didn’t see her much. I managed to get a…
This story is true. The names have been changed to protect the horny. Harriet started working at the factory where I worked, but she worked the other day shift and I didn’t see her much. I managed to get a…
[An Addendum to a previously published erotic story, by the author “Luthor,” entitled “The Reverend’s Little Angel.”] A smoking fetish short story replete with teasing, clothed sex, clothed hand jobs, masturbation and facials. By George Tyerbyter—aka Mick Carlo. …
I was sitting in my favourite beanbag lounger, reading an article, "The Healthy Penis," in a mens' magazine. It starts by saying that In today's world, although a man might worry - He need not be concerned that his testicle…
In love with my dad's cock I was showing Carla the photos I had taken of my dad a few weeks ago and she screamed at the sight of them. “Bloody hell. you didn’t tell me that your dad was…
It had been over 6 months since Mum and I moved to Bristol, and her promotion to sales and marketing manager was everything she had wanted. We had settled down in our new home and our love life was all…
Sitting at the dining table drinking coffee in my bra and panties, I contemplated what had happened to me over the last few years and what I had achieved. In that, I meant, my ambition to be a girl and,…
I'm Dick, a 26 year-old bi married male. And my brother confided in me that he is very curious. I asked him in what aspect. He responded that he wants to try to suck and be fucked. So I asked…
I walked in to my next door neighbour's house while the Halloween party was in full swing. I was 18 at this time, and the party was not my kind of scene. It was filled with older men and women…
My job now seems to entail me staying away most weeks. Recently, I stayed at a well know chain of hotels in Essex, not so far from Dartford Crossing. I managed to get to the hotel early, about 4:30pm. I…
Saturday, 6 in the morning, and some idiot was knocking at my door as if the world was on fire. I tried to ignore it – after all, I had just slept three hours – but the knocking kept going,…