It was a typical Friday afternoon. I was an 18 year old high school senior, and at that moment, I was sitting in the basement with my two good friends, Chuck and Kyle. We were goofing around when Chuck suggested we play Truth or Dare. "Truth or Dare?" I a...
It was a late Saturday night, and I was down at my friend’s house for some drinks and a good time - your typical Saturday night shenanigans. It was me, my mate Mason, and a few other friends there along with his little sister. His parents had gone interst...
“What would you like me to wear?” “Wear that orange dress you wore the day we met and a pair of come-fuck-me shoes with slutty thigh-high stockings,” I replied. “Anything else?” “Actually, yeah, put on a skimpy pair of thongs,” I said, “no bra.” “Ok, will...
"Bubbles," Paul said again. "What the fuck are you doing?" The young redhead, whose name I now knew was Bubbles, was on her knees sucking my cock. She pulled her mouth off it, and I had to laugh. Pouting, Bubbles had one hand on my stiff cock. Spit drippi...
A year had passed since Donna and I had our interlude at her house on Thanksgiving Day. We’d crossed paths several times but had never gotten together again. Apparently, her husband, John, had experienced some sort of epiphany not long after that day. ...
It was a cloudy Friday afternoon when we pulled up the driveway that led to Becca's parent's house. “We're here,” Becca announced, as she parked her car and unbuckled her seatbelt. I unbuckled my seatbelt and started to get out of the car, but Becca grabb...
Officer Rick Cordan sat in his vehicle on the I-77 turnpike. He watched the road ahead of him as he looked for speeders. It had been a long boring Tuesday night. Only a handful of vehicles had passed him, and none of those drivers were going over the spee...
