Author’s Note: This is chapter two of the story 'Living the Dream Together' written by OldKnight. This second chapter is co-written with him. Alison is bright and vivacious, but also cannot help being and acting like a naughty sixteen-year-old. She is...
The whispering of your voice still echoes all aroundThe smell of your perfume suffocates the air I breatheYour picture still hangs in a frame on the wallYou still linger deep on my mindThe crease in the pillow where your head once layThe stains upon the s...
When did I last wash this sheet?It must be nearly a month. That’s awful. God, I’m such a slut. Just look at the dried-up stains on it. All that remains Of four weeks of fucks. I remember that big stain there,Where Dan fucked me feverishly one night:Then l...
They will saythat my sheets are in need oflaundry.They see stains that will glowin purple light,the DNA of a long torsodivided into sectionsforming individual boxesof sinew,of muscle.Moving.My small handsfeelingthe dampness at the curve of a massive back....
This story I’m about to begin happened many years ago, as I was in High School, a 19 yo., I reckon. This event has triggered my enthusiasm for matures ever since, mad in the hunt for matures especially if they are portly and big. This way I was initiated...
My friend Isabel -a Spanish- called me on that day, saying she had a problem and needed my assistance. She then gave me an account or her story, with details of her problem, on the phone: she had gone on a trip for a few days and, on having returned h...
