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Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 18

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Mar 26, 2019
BDSM

Sometime in the night, we shifted positions. Usually, I slept flat on my back, Jessie's inconsequential weight atop my torso, her head either pressed into my shoulder or turned flat on my pecs. Tonight though, we'd been so worn out we'd only made it half there, and without that familiar ritual, I'd shifted away from her and then rolled back, spooning her fro...

A Maid's Tail Ch. 04: Wednesday

by T_Silverwolf on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

3: Wednesday Kim had heard someone say once that there was a trick to keeping your stomach from realizing you were starving; it involved copious amounts of water and bread. She was beginning to think they might have been on to something. It hadn't helped the throbbing headache and shaking from low blood sugar, but at least she wasn't ready to tear someone'...

AH Fantasies Ch. 06

by Skip1934a on Sep 12, 2017
Chain Stories

Chapter 06: Falling's Follies Author's note: This is a chapter in the chain story 'AH Fantasies'. All the characters are real persons, but their true identities are masked by an 'online' identity. This is a fantasy, and none of the events described actually happened. Perhaps someday they will. A special thanks to FallingToFly who took no offense with any pa...

Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 21

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Apr 10, 2019
BDSM

I overslept. A little. Not too much. Just a few minutes, probably. By the time I opened my eyes and stretched, Jessie and McKenna had risen. McKenna was getting dressed, and the bathroom door opened and Jessie walked out, climbed back into bed to snuggle up next to me. "Morning, daddy. Sleep well." I stretched, evaluated every ache and pain shooting throug...

Tree Hugging Can Be Fun

by gauchecritic on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Some of the "facts" in this story are blatantly untrue. Peter Knole wasn't a man given to extremes of temper, seemingly in spite of his thickly coiffeured locks of almost dazzlingly red hair he remained, outwardly, the essence of calm contemplation. But some days started with memos like this: Get down there and sort that bitch out. Which generally had the...

Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 10

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Jan 21, 2019
BDSM

Jessie shifted in my arms, raising her head from my chest and looking blurrily at me. "Hey you," I said. She yawned wide and groaned and set her head back down on my pecs. "What... What time is it?" I looked over at the clock. "Almost six." "I feel like I've slept for a week." "You were pretty out of it..." The pale, naked woman stretched against me. "...

Hail, Cherie

by EgmontGrigor2020 on Oct 12, 2020
Romance

By EgmontGrigor2020 The weekend after McKenna Buchanan arrived in the city, he boarded a bus five miles away from the city centre to begin his new job at the City Council. A female was the only new person to board the bus at the next stop. As she drew near, McKenna clearly said good morning clearly and she sat immediately in front of him without even nod...

Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 11

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Jan 28, 2019
BDSM

Someone was sucking my dick. Rough tastebuds skidded against sensitive skin until a flush of saliva lubricated the blowjob and the feeling became one of wetness and suction and heat. A hand pulled at me, rolling my foreskin down, and that wet tongue swirled electrically around my crown, before delicately probing the hole at the tip. I groaned and opened m...

Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 16 Pt. 02

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Mar 13, 2019
BDSM

The staff - whichever ones were left from when I'd walked out - avoided talking to me, looking at me when I walked back in and headed to the bar. I sat heavily on one of the stools, and couldn't find a reason to switch from scotch. I sipped on some horrendous Red Label and played with my phone and tried to avoid thinking about the last three hours. Or the ne...

Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 13

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Feb 11, 2019
BDSM

I woke up to someone manhandling my dick. Pumping it slowly, pulling it vertical. By the time I cranked my sleep-crusted eyes open, that hand had slotted me into a very tight, very hot, very wet little hole, and the first thing I saw was McKenna slowly sinking herself down my morning wood. I stared uncomprehendingly at the little naked programmer as she b...