Introduction: Getting thrust into anonymous dating can be... interesting Online dating, for years it's been seen as one of the most desperate ways to meet someone. The possibility of meeting people who were unstable, lying about their identity, or complete psychopaths drove most sane people away. Lately with more and more people spending time on their comput

Introduction: This is a Fiction story. This is a story of pure fiction: Repeat THIS NEVER HAPPENED -So you’ve been with older people before sweetie?- -Oh yeah, definitely I love it! Better than young guys who don’t know what they are doing, and besides your not that old- -Well I’m twenty two and your fourteen babe! I mean this online stuff is okay…but…- -But

Introduction: Two people find love in cyberspace Greg finally made it home from work. It had been an unusually long day and he was tired. He walked into his modest two-bedroom apartment, loosened his tie, and kicked off his shoes. He walked to the refrigerator, pulled out a beer, and the pizza box left over from last night, and then he went back to his home o

Introduction: My first story. It was another boring night in Connecticut.I had nothing to do so i decided to go online.I entered a chat room and started talkin to people from all around.No one is ever in a room from Connecticut i thought to myself.Just when i thought that a girl from CT came on.I asked what part of CT she was from and she said near the shore.

This is a sequel to my first story which is also true. It had been a few days since I had sex with Cara and I was so horny just thinking about the time we had.We talked everyday and couldnt get over how much we loved eachother after just a short time.She said she had never been so sexually satisfied before in her life.I was like the pluasure was all mine. Cara said,"Mike I cant stand b

Introduction: From an innocent start a dad and his daughter make babies when the time is right. Only At Bed Time It started when Lacey was four years old. She began to have nightmares and I was the one designated to go calm her down. Gladys slept the sleep of the dead and it was easier for me to get up than it was to try to pry her away from her pillow. So I

Introduction: This was written as a side story to my largest work, Being More Social, following another character and their story. This story will make a lot more sense if you've read Being More Social, although I hope it works as a standalone story too. All characters depicted in sexual activity are 18 or older. I hope you all enjoy! Had the schoolkids of Ha

- XX - The door was unlocked just like I expected. I didn’t even bother being quiet, I didn’t see the point. "Finally!" I’ve heard Mickey’s voice from the living room. "Took you a while! I got bored, had to start without you. Hurry up already!" I walked into the medium size living room. When I saw Dylan, I almost shot Mickey right then and there. Dylan was handcuffed to the old heater,

- X - I guess I dozed off without even noticing it because suddenly I was back in our old high school again. It was the first week of January, right after the Christmas break. My parents left this morning for their usual deal-signing business. The same trip as the one that is going to kill them four years later when the jet crushes into the ocean. Of course I didn’t know it

- X - I guess I dozed off without even noticing it because suddenly I was back in our old high school again. It was the first week of January, right after the Christmas break. My parents left this morning for their usual deal-signing business. The same trip as the one that is going to kill them four years later when the jet crushes into the ocean. Of course I didn’t know it

- XII - When I pulled into my driveway it was almost midnight. Dylan looked asleep but the minute I turned the ignition off, he shifted in his seat and opened his eyes. “Are your parents gonna freak out when they see me?” he muttered. “My parents are not here”, I said. “They left until the end of the week, remember?” “Not really”, he sighed. “Right”, I hemmed and pulled his door open.

- XIII - Now I woke up because I was suddenly afraid. For some strange reason I firmly believed that someone has gotten into my apartment and killed Dylan while I was asleep. I sat up with a gasp and he looked at me, frowning slightly. Nobody killed him, I realized while my heart was thumping wildly against my ribs. He is just sitting here, finishing the doughnuts, doing something on t

- XIV - Then I can’t remember for sure when I realized that. I think it was sometimes in the middle of March when it hit me. I realized a couple of things actually. One of them was the fact that I was getting completely lost in him. Nothing mattered but his eyes, his smile, his touch… It felt like I was slowly becoming a part of him, or maybe his shadow, I don’t know. Lately I was catc

- XV - I haven’t said a single word to him on the way back. I just pressed my forehead against the cold glass and stared outside for the whole time that took us to get home. When he pulled into his driveway, I opened the door, climbed out and found my car keys in one of my pockets. “You are leaving?” Dylan asked with raw confusion on his voice. “Yeah”, I said without looking at him. “I

- XVI - Now When I woke up it was still raining outside. I could hear the raindrops attacking my window. Dylan was still asleep so I got up as quietly as I could and went to the bathroom. Today is November thirtieth, I thought after I was done with my shower. The day Wes died eight years ago. The thought didn’t make me feel anything. It used to though. Every time I would think of him o

- XVII - Now "…To get more", Dylan said. I blinked and turned around. For the last ten minutes I’ve been staring out of the window, caught in my own thoughts that were filling my head with urgent buzzing. I haven’t heard a single word of what he said. "What?" I asked. "Sorry, I was thinking." "I said you are out of coffee", he said slowly. "You’ll need to get more. What are you thinkin

- XVIII - I got to my apartment building in record time of four minutes. I didn’t even bother with waiting for the elevator, I just ran upstairs. While I was running, I kept calling myself every single name in the book. "Dumbass" was probably the mildest one. I expected my door to be unlocked and when it was indeed, I just swore out loud. I burst inside, knowing that the damn apartment

- XIX - We were driving for probably ten minutes when Jenny tried to reach for her bag. "Ugh", she said exasperatedly. "I left my phone in the stupid bag! May I use yours?" "Sure", I smiled and handed her my phone. I knew that she was going to call Tanner. "Hey babe", she said in a minute or so and laughed slyly. "No, it’s not Connor. It’s me… Huh? What do you mean?" she frowned and lo

- II - I fell asleep an hour or so later. I was really hoping for dreamless sleep but that would be too much to ask I guess. I dreamt about Dylan, of course. About the time when he almost knocked my teeth out. It was two or three weeks after the school started. We were still desk partners. We remained desk partners until the freaking graduation. We wouldn’t talk much but at least we wo

- III - I couldn’t concentrate on anything. I managed to hang up on three people while I was trying to put them on hold, deleted one of the customer’s very important files, spilled hot coffee all over my manager, and broke my headset. Finally around five in the evening my manager asked me very carefully if I am feeling all right. He stood at the distance as if afraid that I am going to

- IV - After the punching incident Dylan became different around me. I guess he felt really guilty about the whole thing. Back then I didn’t know that Dylan feeling guilty was as incredible of a thing as, let’s say, a UFO landing on the roof of my house. But we started hanging out together more often, mostly due to the fact that I was never a very popular person and I was usually known

- V - The ring of the doorbell successfully ended my trip down the memory lane which was a good thing because all those memories made my hands shake. They also turned me on to the point that I would probably look obscene if not for my long shirt. I glanced at the clock and marveled at the Domino’s efficiency. They managed to get my order here in less than half an hour? Goo

- VI - “Sleeping with your eyes open?” he asked and I jumped slightly, startled. “Something like that”, I nodded and finished my pizza. “What was the name of the private dick?” he asked casually. I knew him well enough. “What are you going to do?” I looked in his eyes and he smiled the same old way. “Research”, he shrugged lightly. “That’s all?” I narrowed my eyes. “For now”, he n

- VII - It was the first Monday after Thanksgiving break, November twenty eighth. It’s been almost three weeks since Dylan and I got together. I couldn’t get enough of him. We spent every single night together. Sometimes we would stay at his Aunt’s house, sometimes at mine. I kept telling my mother about some random projects that we had to work on, to justify him staying at my place so

- VIII - The next day was uneventful until it was over. I’ve heard someone calling my name in the parking lot. I turned around. It was Wes Graham, one of Billy’s pets. I gave Dylan the car keys and told him that I’ll be right there. He nodded and walked away. I waited for Wes to get closer. “Hey, Connor”, he said seriously. “Have a minute?” “What’s up?” I shoved my hands in my pockets.

- IX - I half-expected for my apartment door to hang off its hinges when I got there. It didn’t. In fact it looked just fine. I took a deep breath, grabbed the box of doughnuts a bit tighter and unlocked the door. The apartment stank of cigarette smoke but that was about it. It wasn’t trashed, there was no blood anywhere, nothing. I kicked my wet shoes off and went into the

On a completely normal night out, I met a guy in a club. From the outset I should say that I was a taken lady and really not in the market for a one night stand, but my friends had disappeared off with some of his friends and he had been a gentleman most of the night, buying me drinks, dancing with me without getting too grabby, so I began to assume that maybe he was gay and just kept

Introduction: A man and wife have further adventures On Safari – con't After five days in the bush, the lead guide informed us that the end of the safari usually ended in a meal in one of the guides homes. This trip is was his home where we would eat and meet his family. We drove a short distance to a small house set in an idealic setting next to a river.

Introduction: Got fucked and filled at work So I work as security. and I work some sites where I sit there for hours on end and make sure no one comes on site either day or night. so I got the idea to bring Steve onto my site and utilize my time. While on duty just as it was getting dark io messaged Steve and asked him if he was able to meet me at my site. He

Introduction: Hired by a professional woman who needs to be taken care of On Staff - Chapter 1 When I heard the tires of Melissa's Lexus crunch in the gravel of the front drive I pulled the wine cooler - previously prepared just for her - from the refrigerator and went to the front door to meet her. She enjoys seeing me standing there naked, waiting for her w

Introduction: Continue my work for my professional lady On Staff - Chapter 2 "Jim, this weekend, is that enough lead time for you to put together a dinner here? For about five guests?" Melissa asked as she walked into the kitchen. She'd just arrived home from work and I was sitting naked at the breakfast room table, testicles and penis hanging down between my

Introduction: My first story so tell me what you guys think! On that day... I did something I both equally regret and welcome with both arms. It was a bright and sunny Saturday. The weather was comfortably warm and there was a cool breeze that just seemed to whisper the words 'Summer Break' in my ears. I was lying down on a grassy green hill with a large tree

Introduction: A wonderful memory turns into a major headache Memories, both fond and otherwise, can be recalled by the least expected of external stimuli. A snatch of conversation, the scent of a Spring blossom, a few bars of a tune long since in vogue. Many things. So it was last week whilst queued-up in suffocating heat, waiting to board the Euro Tunne

Introduction: My fifteen-year-old daughter teased the hell out of me all day long on the beach but it was certainly worth it in the long run. Fbailey story number 237 On The Beach It was a holiday, it was Memorial Day and my daughter didn’t have to go to school and I didn’t have to go to work, so I took her to the beach. She had just hit me up for a new bathi

Introduction: A day at Rooster Rock Barb and I were at Rooster Rock and had walked down to the far end of the beach where there is a small bluff between the beach and the woods. There is an intermediate level partway up the bluff where there is a wide step that is great for providing a small amount of privacy. Walking in, I had stripped down as soon as we had

She looked at the clock and swore it hadn’t moved all day. It probably didn’t help that she had just checked it less than a minute ago but that was beside the point. She wanted to go home. In truth, she had never wanted to be there. Well, not until Nathan had made an offer she was finding most difficult to refuse. It was difficult to feel any kind of attractive when working around

Introduction: Executive is fascinated by receptionist On the Job That damned Rachel Cooper was driving me crazy. I could see her sitting behind her L-shaped receptionist’s desk from my office and she’d let her skirt ride up again. What a great sight. I don’t guess she’s that good-looking objectively. She has mousy brown hair, pale blue eyes, and a so-so f

Introduction: Sarah and I were both suntanning naked, mid-afternoon on our patio when our door buzzer sounded. “I forgot Tanya was dropping off some papers today,” she told me as she used her phone to open the door for her. “On the patio Tanya.” Sarah and I were both suntanning naked, mid-afternoon on our patio when our door buzzer sounded. “I forgot Tanya w

Introduction: My very first story of all time. Please enjoy. Time crawls by. Miles drag on and on. My stomach churns nervously and I am racked by involuntary shakes. These are the effects of pure excitement. I simply cannot wait to get there. I finally pull into the laneway. I park and as I emerge from the car I see her. Her big beautiful smile lights up. I r

Introduction: On her way to a new life in Sweden, she stops off in London to meet her long known chat room partner. On the way to Sweden.The first part of this was sent to me by a reader who is on her way to Sweden and a new life with a husband that she had had less than a few months with in the States. I have edited her text a bit to make it a little more re

Introduction: Cold winds and horny hearts (First verse) On top of old smoky; All covered with snow; I lost my true lover; By courtin’ too slow. (Revised version) On top of old smoky; All covered in snow; I found my true lover; As the cold winds did blow. On Top of Old Smoky Eastern Kentucky Hills 1935 Melissa Merryman knew she was in trouble, perhaps deep,

Even on the elevator ride up to their room, Mark and Cindy couldn’t keep their hands off each other. With their lips locked together in a passionate kiss, Mark glanced up watching which floor they were on. “Bing”, the elevator landed on their floor, as the couple headed out to the open balcony to their room. Walking fast, they almost knocked over a kid yelling to his father in the pa

Introduction: This is the story of what happened, after our family picnic at Pymatuning Lake. Being the last to leave, after cleaning up. Severe thunderstorms on our way home force me and my dad, to pull over and stay at a motel. WARNING! My story is intended for adults 18 years or older this story contains sexual content. I have tried to recreate events, loc

Introduction: Don gets a surprise when his niece steps out of the shower, instead of his regular piece of pussy Oops, It’s My Niece… Not My Sister-In-Law “ALRIGHT,” I said out loud as I drove up in front of Kate’s house and saw her clunker parked in the driveway, “Looks like I’ll get to knock off some pussy before I take a shower.” Just a little background, h

Introduction: Hey Guys, this is my first story, I hope you guys enjoy it, and I'll love to post more! Please, feedback would be great :) I didn't ever think it'll happen this way, nor this bad. I guess you can say it's a weird thing once you get caught. You never know what to expect, what they'd do, how would they act. It all comes as a big shock to you, like

Introduction: In that dark decade known as The Seventies, two young cousins explore and explode. Author's note: The characters in this story do not have an actual age listed. If you want them to be eighteen, then they're eighteen, if you want older or younger, based on your own personal preferences, then feel free to adjust your mental image as you like. When

Introduction: This is a fantasy about my principals wife Oops! I Fucked the Principal’s Wife Now those were the days…High School. Everyone has stories from high school. Some are good and some are bad. For me, I got in trouble a lot. I guess I was considered the class clown/practical joker and I went on many unwanted trips to the principal’s office. I hat

Introduction: I accidently drug Daddy and he gets a stiffy Oops that’s not sugar Daddy!! My mom really tore into me last night after she caught me in my bedroom giving a blowjob to my boyfriend Justin. I really couldn’t sleep after what mom said to me. I really take what she says to heart. So, I got up early Saturday morning to work out. Daddy doesn’t come home until

Introduction: Wife's virgin co-worker gives it up to the husband. The comment section had been restricted to members only due to spammers and other idiots. Please feel free to PM your comments to me. Lucky Mann Opening Laurie Background Terri and I had been married for about seven years when, out of the blue, she left me. I had no idea why. She retur

Introduction: author unknown enjoy OPENING NEW DOORS "You reported a problem with your terminal?" I looked up from my paperwork, and my heart stopped. Lord, Lord, how could they send a man who looked like that to a woman's private office? He was long and lean, with hips made to swivel as he pumped a woman's pussy. My panties dug into my