Me: He, PD, you are late! They are expecting food in just a few minutes. What did you remember to bring?(10:13pm) Me: And you aren't dressed right. You're not supposed to wear pants.(10:16pm) PaintedDeer: Hey! Sorry I'm late. The kitchen was runni...

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Me: What are you wearing? PaintedDeer: I'm wearing a gray t shirt with a pocket, a blue and white fleece pullover, blue jeans, boxer shorts, wool socks, and Nike Air Trainer sneakers. You? Me: Hold on. Let me reach inside your pullover and put an...

It happened on a warm Saturday in early June. I had just finished tenth grade and my parents thought it was time to start investigating colleges. I was a total science geek, so we decided to go to Seattle to check out the University of Washington- on...

I am porting over my prose from other sites to leave all in a single location. I do hope ya'll enjoy these. Smittybill53 This is a story I've been mulling over for several months to get the right plot line. I hope you enjoy it. I was having a b...

"Are you ready for dessert?", she asked me. The dinner at her place was excellent, and we'd spent the entire time in conversation mixed with flirting banter. "I am", I nodded, "A romantic dessert sounds fantastic." She smirked, "Romantic wasn't th...

"Are you ready for dessert?", she asked me. The dinner at her place was excellent, and we'd spent the entire time in conversation mixed with flirting banter. "I am", I nodded, "A romantic dessert sounds fantastic." She smirked, "Romantic wasn't th...

Part two moved over here. Hope you enjoy. Story Written by Smittybill53@hotmail.com Gunge, M/F Sexual Situations. The continuing saga of Dan and Helen 30 Minute The Planning Dan awoke the following morning to the alarm. Remembering what Helen...

Since the last one turned out so good I think I'll try to better it, We're sitting on the bed. Her name is Jessica, her eyes are deep and blue. It makes her hair, a golden yellow colour, even more vibrant. Her supple breasts, firm and fairly hefty...

Here's the last part in the Series for the time being Written by Smittybill53@hotmail.com Food, Gunge, M/F sexual situations 30 Minute The Payback I awoke first thing Saturday morning. After last nights sex with Dan I was unable to get a truly...

The following morning, Christian awoke with a sense of purpose and a feeling of exhilaration. He'd had no fantastical wet dreams during the night, but given that he'd spent the evening dressed only in degrading T-shirts and jockey shorts as he was po...

Madame told me that Messy DB was going to be moving away from us; I didn't know how to feel about it. My only splosh partner was going to be leaving for another state which made me sad. Since Madame wasn't going to be able to make the session, she to...

I'm finally old enough to look back at my 20s and 30s and reflect on the WAM experiences I had, on the opportunities I missed, and on the opportunities I jumped at with both feet and a pair of spring-loaded shoes. And I can look back on the lessons...

...Now, in my life, this is very important. It took a while to get to this place. Getting a fuck is easy. Having fun and being satisfied isn't so easy. Growing up watching TV, I'd get a real thrill and tingle when I would see someone fall into a ca...

The next morning, Christian awoke still sprawled on the plastic sheeting, the stink of ripe banana cream thick in his nostrils. He was naked, save for the T-shirt plastered to his upper body, now growing crusty in odd places after having been left on...

Jake was now going to work every day with one of his insulting T-shirts on under his clothes. He no longer wore underwear. He felt exposed and humiliated. He had grown to hate that word. His sales figures were up, his focus and achievement at work ha...

Jake was now going to work every day with one of his insulting T-shirts on under his clothes. He no longer wore underwear. He felt exposed and humiliated. He had grown to hate that word. His sales figures were up, his focus and achievement at work ha...

Petra needed money. She was almost broke again after paying this month's acting-class, rent, and groceries, and if she didn't get some cash soon, she'd have to go back to retail. After acting class, she asked a co-student for any good tips. "Ally,...

FLUSH A FRESHMAN It was a sight I'll never forget: a sea of giddy, swimsuit-clad Emory students gathering around a super sized white toilet in the middle of the grassy, sun-drenched expanse of McDonough Field. Onlookers, lured to the lawn by loud r...

It was well after sunset when Jake got the word from the bakery truck. A man in a white side-buttoned shirt and neckerchief leaned out of the truck with arms spread wide in a sorrowful expression. They were finally out of pies. Sorry to say this, fol...

"Hey, hanging around clowns and cream pies is risky business!", Ally said to Petra, miming tossing a pie in the face. Petra laughed, "I know! I had no idea I was going to get so freaking pied! Now I know!" she said, referring to the previous week's...

So! I had a great dream the other night. Here is a story based on the dream. This is one of my first attempts at writing in the second-person, so I apologize if it sounds funny. The story brings together a bunch of things that I find kinky, but I und...

Fancy Dress Day at the Pool. Winter passed by, and both couples, to begin with, became firmly established in their relationships. Tony had a couple of temporary jobs after Christmas, working in a warehouse and doing deliveries. There were long hour...

She was shower freak, a bath freak, a body-soap fanatic, and she required a partner to shower, bath, soap, slide, and lather up every day. For her, there was no better foreplay! This was her thing, and she needed a partner who'd at least indulge her,...

How I hope to write about our encounter in my Journal for that day: We met at Waterfront Station. as planned. You wore a silky white blouse and smooth, tan pants. The outline of your bra was visible through to shear white fabric. You took off your l...