I. The bedroom was cloaked in darkness, save for a single candle, its flame casting our writhing shadows on the walls around us. “Almost there,” I grunted, thrusting into Miss Amber. She was lying on her back, legs wide open and wrapped around my waist for maximum penetration. “I’m about to come.” “Yes,” she squealed in anticipation, breathing heavy, digging her fingers into my ass, pulling me in deeper. “Give it all to me. Come all over me.” As always, her wish was my command, and as soon as I felt myself reach the point of no return I pulled out, resting my convulsing cock at the base of Miss…

This is Chapter 7 from a longer, as yet incomplete tome. One Sunday my parents were going to visit my brother and his family out of town. I decided to stay home, and Mom made me some sandwiches and put them in the fridge. I wanted to take advantage of having the house to myself. I made myself a pitcher of Long Island ice tea, grabbed my book, and went outside to catch some sun. I had been out there for a while when Stella appeared from around the corner of the house. “Hey, there you are. No wonder nobody answered the door when I rang.” Stella was nineteen, a…

Author’s Note: Welcome to Chapter 2 of So Much Trouble! These chapters are not episodic, so if you’re just finding this here, you’ll want to read Chapter 1 (less than one Lit page) first, so things make some sense. 🙂 This story consists of three chapters and is already complete. The last chapter should be following this in a few days. And THIS chapter finally has some filth in it. YAY! All characters in all chapters are over 18. Thank you to AwkwardMD and Shane for the last minute proofreads and lovely comments! Now let’s get dirty! ~Eris/D&T * * * Higher still into Zenith Tower they rose. She stared…

We got home late and I am feeling tired. I get into my bed clothes as you take off your shirt and shoes. I know you did this on purpose. You know I can’t resist you in just jeans. You decide to help out by finishing up the laundry. But as you walk past the bed with the laundry basket, I stop you. I take away the basket and start kissing that smiling mouth. You know what I have planned. You know I have been ready all night. I toss the basket to the side and fumble to undo your jeans. You are so mean, walking around in just jeans.…

It was a Tuesday evening when he arrived in his black and blue mustang. I saw his face for the first time in what felt like forever. He got out of his car and I ran out the door. When I was a few feet away from him I sprang into the air and he caught me in his arms and held me. I hadn’t felt his arms around me in years. His arms were my favorite part of him. They were perfectly sculpted. He was so strong and tall with the most gorgeous blue-green eyes you’ve ever seen in your life… And don’t even get me started on his…

Chapter 1 “WHAT. THE. FUCK?” I was on a tirade towards my wife. We had been separated for nearly a year. A breast cancer scare for her, and a deep Catholic sense of marriage on my part had brought me back. Then, as had been happening all too much recently, she was leaving to go and spend time with her best friend. She started to explain herself. “I thought the idea of getting away from it all to fix our marriage was a good idea, so that’s what I am doing.” I was struck dumb. I managed to get a sentence out. ” The general Idea is that you and…

It was no more than two weeks after my eighteenth birthday that my mother asked me to give Aunt Jean a hand in moving house. She was not my real Aunt but a close family friend and I’d been told to call her Aunt Jean ever since I can remember. Jean’s husband had left for the new house already as much work was needed to be done before they could move in. He was to stay away whilst arranging the work and then hire a van on the Saturday to collect their furniture and possessions. I was to help box everything on the Friday and move all the smaller items…

I guess I always had a high sex drive. Adopted into a devout Catholic family, I was constantly deluged with propaganda that ran contrary to my throbbing sexual desires. My stepfather was a stern authority figure. It seemed as if he never let me out of the house long enough to lose my cherry. Every time I had a boyfriend that wasn’t a closely guarded secret, I had to comply with strict curfews and dates that were practically supervised. Very few boys wanted to date me for fear of my stepfather. I had brought myself to orgasm plenty of times with my fingers, but masturbation only got me so far.…

My body trembles as you push my bra over my breasts, you lean down and I know what’s coming, but when your tongue encircles my nipple, ohh I cant help but moan as my body arches against you. I pull your head up and look into your eyes, I can see the lust and frustration there, I reach behind me and unclasp my bra, slowly pulling it forward and letting it slip from my body. “Ahhh Sylvia please let me…” “Let you what?” I ask huskily as I cup my breasts in my hands and push them together, teasing my nipples with my nails. “Would you like to fuck me…

The day that my daughter, Susan, turned eighteen she had a pyjama party. She was probably the youngest of her immediate group of friends and so I had half a dozen eligible and nubile young females floating around the house in their pyjamas. I’m no fool. I knew exactly what to do in a situation like this. I became Brer Fox. I went into hiding, lying low and saying nothing. It was after midnight before the noise settled down and the girls started dropping off to sleep. By one am it was dead quiet in the house, as I was also asleep. Something woke me at three am and I…