Fiction

“You ready,” Debbie asked her friend Maureen as she stopped by her best friend’s desk, “I can’t wait another minute, I’m just about ready to burst!?!” “Me too,” Mo replied while putting the finishing touches on a report that Mr. Bently had ask her to prepare before his trip to New York later that afternoon, “just let me drop this off at the boss’s office, he’s been on my case all morning to get this done before noon!!!” “No problem,” Debbie replied as they made their way to Mr. Bently’s office, “are yours full, mine feel like they’re gonna explode!?!” Mo...

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I hope you have read parts 1 through 4, to have a better idea of what is going on. Luke, Maureen, Jessie and Mike exchange gifts early Christmas morning, and offered us themselves as a bonus gift. One, I would say, left Mike speechless for a bit. Mike and I exchanged gifts as well, and then we watched as the girls decided they had to try out the dildo. They sat across from one another and started kissing. As they did, I sat back and watched. Mike was sitting up and taking in the sight of these two beauties getting hot...

Mike had grown up in the city most of his childhood. When he was 14 his family had moved to a small suburban town far away from the closest city. His father had been given a promotion at work but the downside was it was in a small town away from the main city. his mother was a teacher and she found it easy to find work at the local primary school. He had found it difficult to make friends as he was at his new high school but eventually made a few friends, Kate and Sophie. For some reason all...

THE ELEVENTH DAY They did not rise till late that day, and dispensing with all the usual ceremonies, went directly to table once they had got up from their beds. Coffee, served by Giton, Hyacinthe, Augustine, and Fanny, was largely uneventful, although Durcet could not do without some farts from Augustine, and the Duc thrust his brave instrument between Fanny's lips. Now, as from the desire to what the desire causes 'tis ever but a single step with personages such as our heroes, they went unswervingly toward satisfying themselves; happily Augustine was prepared, she blew a steady breeze into the little...

Keep the comments coming folks, and I'll keep writing. Let me know what you like about them. Part 2 - The Next Level After I got off of the phone with Susan, I asked Mark if he was ready to go inside and watch some TV. He said yes, so we climbed out of the hot tub, wrapped some towels around our waists and trotted inside quickly. My big breasts bounced from side to side as we ran in. Mark jumped on the couch, and I plopped down beside him and turned on the TV. He crawled up on top of...

“What happened to her on the way to the church?” “Are you blind or just stupid?” Stacy said. “A woman doesn’t dress like that just to visit a church. She was going out on a date with someone.” “You knew what she was doing and didn’t say anything? You didn’t tell me anything!?” “What was I supposed to do? Stop her!? Maybe stalk her out!?” “You’re telling me she came up with all that bullshit about visiting an old church just because she knew we wouldn’t have gone with her?!” “Julian, stop screaming” she whispered. “She can still hear us under...

Saturday came and I still hadn’t heard from Rachel. I also wasn’t yet ready to call her for our next tryst. I certainly wanted to. In the time before Rachel, since I had last been with a woman, it had seemed that my sex drive had gone cold. Being with Rachel had reignited it, driven it from nearly dormant to a towering inferno. To bide my time, I watched the videos of our previous encounters. She really was magnificent. She could have been a lousy fuck and it still wouldn’t have mattered, her youthful body and lascivious mind more than made...

As I sat in the tavern drinking beer and shooting the shit with Al, the owner of this fine establishment, we were talking about his problem. It seems that Al’s sister Naomi has been living in Romania and she wants Al to visit her. The only problem is that Al is scared to travel alone and he wants someone to travel with him. That’s where I come in. “Al, I can’t believe that a guy like you is scared to travel alone?” I laughed at him. “I just don’t like going somewhere that people speak another language” Al whined. “But I've...

Needless to say, I didn’t sleep well that night. I tossed and turned trying to make sense of what had just happened until 5 or 6 am. Birds were chirping and the sun was starting to shine through my window by the time I was finally able to fall asleep. When I woke up later that afternoon, I laid there in a daze? The night seemed so far away already. Was it just a dream? Was it a one night thing? I was scared to see Dylan in the daylight, I felt like I needed the confidence of the night or...