A Family of Building Blocks
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The Shower Block. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You both decide to take a walk to the shower block just after the sun set, of a hot day,.you both have caught the sun, and with it your libidos have also been well topped up, with the stirrings in both of you that come with the outdoor style, of chilling and enjoying quality time...
The Shower Block. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You both decide to take a walk to the shower block just after the sun set, of a hot day,. you both have caught the sun, and with it your libidos have also been well topped up, with the stirrings in both of you that come with the outdoor style, of chilling and enjoying quality time together. Your wife has only her skimpy bikini on, and you...
The normal set of disclaimers applies. Those who archive stories on free sites may do so, provided no changes are made in the text. Writer's Block By Bill Hart As Lance Thorndyke entered his publisher's office, he was worried how they'd react to him telling them he wouldn't have his newest book ready by its agreed upon next week's due date. He'd run into writers' blocks before now, but this block was totally different than any of the others he'd ever suffered through. No matter...
Prologue:A few months ago I bought an apartment in a ten story block. My apartment, 1009, was the uppermost corner unit on the right side of the building. Across from my block, there was a second, mirror image apartment block facing the one I lived in. Between the two structures, we had a beautiful garden and large lap pool, which both buildings overlooked and utilized. Of particular interest to me was apartment 1000, in the opposite block. It was the uppermost corner unit on the left side of...
Gay MaleI'm bi-sexual. I can't remember exactly when it started? Maybe it was 3 or 4 years ago, I don't know but it was around that time that I got the first inclings of my bi-sexuality. I was 32 year old male with an average build, short cropped blonde hair and blue eyes. I was your typical Australian hetro-sexual guy. Beers down the pub with my mates on a friday night watching footy & and eyeing off the sexy women. It was one of those nights that things began to change. I was walking home from the...
GaySRU: Writer's Block By Roy Del Frink Henry Higgins was a well-known writer. Well, I should say he was as well-known a writer as writers of pornography go. His tales occupied the pages of every adult magazine in the business - sometimes two or three in different magazines the same month. Henry's writing always came from experience. In the name of "research", he'd go out and have sex with six different women every day. And never the same woman twice, as he never wanted to deal with...
Olivia was a writer. It’s not just what she did, it was what, in her mind, defined her. Short stories, poems, and novellas spanning all manner of genres. She'd taken great delight sharing them with her small circle of friends, sometimes even shyly reading them out loud, quietly pleased at the praise they’d heaped on her, each time pushing herself to improve. Jack had been especially supportive, always sending her motivational emails or glowing reviews, finding bright moments in even the failed...
MasturbationNew Girl on the Block Janet L. Stickney [email protected] In the past I had very privately dabbled in dressing in my mothers clothes, then gone out as a girl on several special occasions, like Halloween, so it's not like I have no idea what's required, but what they told me I was going to do was unbelievable! My name is Greg, I'm 15 now, your average kid, I guess. I'm 5'7" tall and weigh about 140, with brown hair and green eyes. I'm an average student, although I'm not...
Harry was chanting something, but Lisa couldn't make out the words that he was saying. "Make out" the words, Lisa thought to herself. That's funny. "Make out" was something that Harry had probably wanted to do with Lisa for five years. She knew that Harry would never get into her pants, but she enjoyed taking him for the ride! Harry was in his thirties and wasn't bad looking. He had some money that he got from an insurance company when his parents perished in an airline crash and he...
July 1980, Milford, Ohio When we arrived at Jennifer’s house, her mom was home. She greeted me, but Jennifer dragged me to the basement before a conversation could start. We sat on the couch. “So you want to know who I am?” she asked. “Yes, I do. Everything. Get it all out on the table, whatever it is.” She sat quietly for several minutes, just looking at me, as if she was evaluating me. She was clearly trying to decide what to say and how to say it. I wasn’t going to rush her because I...
Prologue. ‘Damn writer’s block! Damn it to hell!’ I sat before my lap top in the large dining room waiting for inspiration. There was nothing. A hundred times, or so it seemed, I had begun to tap in words, and then deleted them. ‘Rubbish, all bloody rubbish,’ I silently wailed. ‘I’ll never be able to write another story, ever.’ Chapter 1.The Mountain Hideaway. It had started weeks before, this confounded inability to string two words together in an intelligible manner, sod it. I had...
Introduction: Tell me what should I write about first Writers Block&hellip,. So heres my dilemma I like to write and write until I finish the idea I just get fumbled when it comes to details in the story I came up with the plot, middle and ending just getting from the beginning to the end with the story gets to me. Im trying to include better grammar, punctuations and character descriptions but I also like to avoid this option if I can. So you may see stories without descriptions but if youve...
It was one of the hottest days of the year and I was sitting in my air conditioned apartment staring at the computer screen trying to think of something erotic to write. But I was having the worst case of writer’s block of my career. I would start a story and then couldn’t finish because I just wasn’t inspired by the plot, the characters or the worst thing of all for an erotic writer- the sex. It was becoming frustrating but the only saving grace was that I had nothing to do outside and with a...
Hey, I am Aditya (name changed). I am 18 yrs old. I know my age is less but I don’t know how but god gifted me a gem. I got an 8.5-inch tool that is wide enough to satisfy anyone who can resist my dick. I live in Delhi so anyone in Delhi Noida or Ghaziabad can mail me for satisfaction.I guarantee full privacy. You can mail me on So coming to the sex story. I was a person who was full of lust.I masturbated a lot of times a day watching porn.One day a new aunt shifted to my society. I lived in a...
Note from the author: This is my first time trying to write any sort of fiction so I would love any constructive feedback. This should be considered part 1 and I hope to write more. I hope you enjoy! ---------------------------------------------- "James?" Davis said. "You haven't said anything for nearly two minutes." "Oh sorry...you just gave me a lot to think about," I replied, still trying to get my head around what he had just suggested. Davis was my friend and perhaps more...
The Auction Block The Auction Block Chapter One?? June 17th? 4:15 PM The longer the van ride lasted, the more uncomfortable Nikki and her younger sister Kate became.? They had been in the black van, with dark tinted windows, for over three hours now, and the vehicle continued to wind deeper and deeper into the densely forested countryside.? Their stepmother had assured them they were going to a wonderfully isolated, yet thoroughly modern retreat in the Northern California woods.? A...
1. A successful journalist is sitting inside his room, staring at a fireplace. A cacophony of sounds keeps reminding him of the storm outside. ‘Soothing,’ the man mutters to himself while stretching his arms. ‘I really hope this rain is going to provide me with a stream of creative ideas.’ ‘You’ll have more than you bargained for,’ a voice can be heard. ‘Who’s there?’ the journalist sits in a chair, scanning the room. ‘I’m a panacea,’ the voice says. ‘That’s an intriguing accent,’ the...
The dreaded inability to write had a stranglehold on me. I sat in my study and looked at the blank screen on my PC. It had been two months since I last was able to compose a story. Since then my imagination had been bone dry and my spurts of inspiration as arid as my spurts of cum.Luckily for me, my publisher was my significant other. Just as I was pouring myself a glass of Jack Daniels, the entryway opened, and Joy entered. She looked stunning in her little yellow sundress with a blossom...
BDSMIt's 9 in the afternoon and you are sitting at your desk, blankly staring at the monitor in front of you. It's been almost 12 hours since you woke up, and ever since you had breakfast, you've been trying to get something creative going. As a writer, nothing is worse than having writer's block. Despite your publisher assuring that you can, you feel that you really cannot write bestsellers on command. Your first published book, "Satanic Sheets of Satin", was a bestseller and is even now, a year...
I came round, groggy and confused. It was pitch dark and cold.The first sensation was the pain in my arms and wrists, which were pointing diagonally upwards, attached to something I could not see. I tried to move to ease the stiffness, but my ankles were similarly spread wide and attached to the floor. Panic followed quickly. I thrashed for a while, breathing quickly as I tugged against the stiff restraints, but it was no use."Hey!" I shouted.The words echoed and as my eyes became used to the...
This past Good Friday I went to see a lady friend of mine who I've not seen for awhile,cause she asked me to come over. She told me that we would be alone all day and there wouldn't be no one to bother us while we were having sex. So I told her to get ready for me to come over and I like to see her in a dress without her panties.Along the way I stopped at the neighborhood store and got our favorite drink,and picked up some Chinese food for us to eat,and the night was all ours.When I got there...
"If you stare at that screen any longer, you're gonna get square eyes" Lucas' dreamy voice caught Christina off guard. She abruptly glanced up from her blank laptop screen, greeted with the sight of a freshly showered and shirtless boyfriend. She blinked hard, allowing her eyes to adjust back to the non-pixelated world. She leaned back against the headboard of her bed and scrunched her straightened legs into a basket, carefully balancing her pride and joy on her knees. "I think I have writer's...
Straight SexI took a big breath and an even bigger sip of champagne to calm my nerves. I was about to begin my ritual of transformation, but tonight was special. Tonight was Halloween, and for the first time, if everything went according to plan, someone other than myself and a few anonymous internet strangers would see me as a girl. With shaking hands, I donned a wig cap and put on my favorite long brown wig, combed to lustrous perfection specifically for tonight. Adjusting the floral scented...
Yes, I was staring, I made no effort to hide it, either. This was exactly the reason I chose this apartment complex instead of one filled with people my age. There were a number of young college students in residence, many of them female, and most quite lovely to my eyes. Then there were the guys. No, I wasn't checking out the men, but on weekends many of them were likely to have girlfriends over, and the girlfriends only added to my viewing pleasure. So, I spent a lot of time by the pool,...
March 1985, Chicago, Illinois The rest of Sunday, the last day of March, was calm and relaxing. I had wanted to watch the NASCAR race at Bristol on ESPN, but it had rained all afternoon in Tennessee and the race was postponed a week. It wasn’t usual for NASCAR to race on Easter weekend, but they would this year, though on Saturday instead of Sunday. Bill Elliott had won his second race of the year in Atlanta two weeks previously, and was looking strong. Most of my housemates left for home...
I do not usually write in the first and second persons, but in this case, it fits. And while there is no eroticism, there are some allusions to it. If this is not your style, you may wish to move onto the next story. Although the other character in this complete fiction is obviously a lover, the intimate friend is in fact a composite of many wonderful individuals who were, and still are, there for me throughout the years, platonic and otherwise. They have helped me through some very difficult...
So after a day or so minding my own business, tying to be invisible, I was approached by a guy, average sized fella, black, 6 foot, sort of overweight. He told me that he'd been watching me and he noticed I was on the phone whenever possible. They had a phone schedule, each guy could use one of the two or three phones for set amounts of time. I was really missing my girlfriend and was on the phone with her whenever I could. We talked a bit and he seemed pretty nice. He seemed to be genuinely...
Olivia was a writer. It’s not just what she did, it was what, in her mind, defined her. Short stories, poems, and novellas spanning all manner of genres. She’d taken great delight sharing them with her small circle of friends, sometimes even shyly reading them out loud, quietly pleased at the praise they’d heaped on her, each time pushing herself to improve. Jack had been especially supportive, always sending her motivational emails or glowing reviews, finding bright moments in even the failed...
Ursula slammed her fist against the table in frustration. She tore the piece of paper she had been working on out of her notebook and noisily formed it into an origami boulder and tossed it on top of the pile overflowing her office waste basket. Her husband Walter picked his head up from his book and quietly sighed. She was taking an adult creative writing course at the local community college and was stuck, at the moment, trying to write a short story assignment. She was always so unpleasant...
‘If you stare at that screen any longer, you’re gonna get square eyes’ Lucas’ dreamy voice caught Christina off guard. She abruptly glanced up from her blank laptop screen, greeted with the sight of a freshly showered and shirtless boyfriend. She blinked hard, allowing her eyes to adjust back to the non-pixelated world. She leaned back against the headboard of her bed and scrunched her straightened legs into a basket, carefully balancing her pride and joy on her knees. ‘I think I have...
He was sitting quietly, tapping his fingers on the key without typing. "What are you doing?" she asked, startling him. He blushed, and then grinned. "I was trying to come up with an idea for a story for you, but I couldn't decide on a situation to get us naked." "Why not?" she teased. "Most of my stories start with something that really happens and inspires me. Nothing inspiring happened today." "How about this?" she said as she hugged him from behind and started nibbling on his neck. ...
Quickie SexJoel and Allison live 4 houses away. Allison is a year behind me in school and Joel 3 years behind.I have been on a swim team most of my life and Joel started swimming for the same team a couple of years after me. He started hanging around me, almost worshipping me. At first I found it ego building but it got almost weird. My last year in school he invited me over after we had won a swim meet.“My parents are gone,” he said. “We can do anything we want”I reluctantly went to his house. Allison...
Ursula slammed her fist against the table in frustration. She tore the piece of paper she had been working on out of her notebook and noisily formed it into an origami boulder and tossed it on top of the pile overflowing her office waste basket. Her husband Walter picked his head up from his book and quietly sighed. She was taking an adult creative writing course at the local community college and was stuck, at the moment, trying to write a short story assignment. She was always so unpleasant...
SpankingI was 17 years old and horny as hell. My only sex experience was with the two girls at school that everyone had done. Very awkward. There was a freshman on the swim team that worshiped me and he lived down the street.One Saturday evening we were celebrating after a swim meet. His parents were gone and we were drinking their stuff. We decided to take a shower and head to bed. I was waiting forever for him to finish his shower. I stripped down to my briefs and waited in the bathroom. He stepped...
It was supposed to be for charity. A good cause they told me. I dressed in a short black dress with black stockings. The stockings had a dark seem that ran the down the back of my leg and tall heels. I had to make a good impression...I wanted to raise a lot of money for the charity.I was intimidated though, the moment I arrived. All of the other girls looked so amazing. Ashley in a blue dress that came to mid-thigh; Megan in a green skirt and a blouse that was more see-through than not;...
I stood in a world of darkness, hands bound behind my back as I listened with growing trepidation to the loud hum of conversation that had to be a hall full of people. The velvet bag over my head puffed out from my face with every warm breath I took. It was hot in that bag, my face felt flushed and uncomfortable. I didn't dare to move, fearing there would be consequences or that without the benefit of sight I would fall and hurt myself. Around my neck was a rope, the loose end of which hung...
April 18, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Hey, Squirt,” I said when I walked into her office late on Tuesday morning. “I take it Kimmy talked to you?” “Yes. Shut the door, please.” I nodded and shut the door to the office, then sat down across from her. “Ed is really uncomfortable with you and me traveling alone together.” “Seriously?” I sighed. “After fifteen years?” “I know, but you have to see his perspective.” “Oh, I do. Jess will quiz me, but she’ll be OK with it. You know she’s mellowed...
There it was again, straight ahead. The mist parted, and the disk of the sun shone wanly through a thin layer of cloud. But that should not be! He was to travel a day’s journey to the north. But here he was, again, veering straight west, as if something, or someone was physically resisting his progress northward. He forced himself to turn to his right, to seek a pathway through the gorse that opposed him, but he could not find a place. The only way that opened itself to him lay to his left,...
On Fuck Street no one can be satisfied with the same person. They have all fucked each other and managed to keep their relationships. Well the lucky ones. New bad boy Andrew Robinson had just reunited with his father and was already hungry for pussy. Andrew had lived a dangerous life being on the run in all sorts of countries and was only 18. And of course like any bad boy he had fucked a girl every week. Now although they had not met, Andrew had already boned one of these slutty girls. Donna...
SwingerDan had dropped Susan off at her home so she could pack an overnight bag for her and Alex. She washed her dress and packed another sexy dress, a low cut top and short skirt to wear for Dan. “Alex, hurry up and take a shower and change your clothes, we’re staying the rest of the weekend with the Haywards and having turkey dinner with them tomorrow!” “Can we take a shower together?” “I already had mine. Is that all you have on your mind now, is sex with me?” “Not all the time, Mom. I do...
I am a 34 year old guy from Kerala who is currently way past his prime on all things good and bad. I am an avid fan of Indian sex stories and keep reading up on the gay section and see it evolving over the years. I always wanted to communicate to the whole community about my involvement and how I got it into the first place. I am planning to keep this up with the events in my life from my high school till few years back. I started off young, very young due to two of the folks in my local...
Gay MaleReaching and taking her hand, my wife rose from the couch and started working on the ties on the front of the corset. Tammy stepped forward and assisted her, quickly freeing her from the confining garment. Beth jumped up from the couch and pulled the flimsy white negligee over head. I watched as her huge tits rose and fell as her arms lifted up, then bounced joyfully as she hung the light fabric garment over the arm of the couch. Grabbing both of my hands, she dragged me through the doorway...
Showering together was definitely going to have a high priority in the Quinton household. After a morning 'quickie' ... well, not so quick ... it was both very enjoyable and rather necessary. Not to mention much quicker and easier than a sponge-down in a cabin at sea. So good, too, to have fresh milk for us to have with our muesli, so much easier as well to have the space and equipment that enabled us to have different breakfasts. One thing that did carry over from our habits at sea was...
Your name is Jane Doe and just got married two days ago. Your husband Jeff Doe got you both tickets to go to Jamaica for a honeymoon. Your cruise started out great, the food, the dancing, swimming, but you were horny. Your husband wanted to wait until night. But at 7:43 p.m. he was left in the Caribbean. You saw him enter a whore house so you told the crew he was on the ship. While you were in the crew deck you noticed everyone staring at you. It might have been your 36C-24-32 measurements. But...
~~Natasha~~ When dawn came, she knew everyone else was getting involved in the search for Jack. For the first time, she wasn’t concerned to learn he was missing, though. Jack, new Jack, cursed Jack, was as strong as the elders if he let loose, from what Damien told her. He might throw the Masquerade to the wind, but no one was killing that kid without napalm or a nuke. The concern, when it came to Jack, was what would happen if he went rogue and decided to do whatever the fuck he wanted....
Tips 'n Toes: Getting to Know You, Getting to Know All About You by CC Sondra I had to wait for Teri for almost an hour, and during most of that time I was pacing and thinking about what to say. When she arrived Teri was just as nice as could be. She asked if I wanted to go to the student lounge, or if I'd like to go to one of the local restaurants so we could get to know each other. I opted for a restaurant, and she took me to her favorite spot. Frankly I don't recall the...
"Are you really going to castrate Wren, Mistress?" I asked her over dinner. "Why yes," Miss Corinne replied in her Mississippi accent, sweet and sing-song. "I most certainly am, Danielle." "Oh," I nodded. We were sitting on the roof, fifty stories up in the middle of Memphis, which seemed awfully high to me. Much of it was covered by a large canopy, almost like a circus tent, but open and airy, and the pastel canvas snapped high above our heads in the late evening breeze. It was...
FATHERS DAY A present for Daddy on his day.by Muffian Fathers day is going to be special for Carol's Daddy. Well, fathers day, again. I can hear the pots and pans rattling in the kitchen and the aroma of pancakes wafting down the hall to the bedroom. I got up and went to the shower before the kids came and dragged me out of bed. We have two kids, girls, Beth is 14 and is in junior high school. Carol is in senior high. They are both blond and very pretty. Beth is...
IncestRECAP OF THE CHARACTERS:Matt (18), the author; Kris, Matt's roommate and best friend.Friends: Scott and Juan, roommates; Jess and Robert, roommates; Michaeland Corey (the ex BF) roommates; Stephan. All live on the same floor andare 18 and freshmen except Juan, 19. Rick, RA.Liz, Kris' girlfriend; Kendall and Noel, friends on the first floor of thedorm. Hayden, Scott's BF and friend, 18Others will be added as they are introduced and play a part in the story.***********************After waking...
“Give him a blowjob Penny. Guys love a girl giving them head more than anything in the world.” It confused everybody in her family that this liberal, red headed, Jewish girl from New York City chose to attend a small Christian university in Kentucky of all places. She told Penny and anybody else that asked at school that she was attending Bettencourt to spite her parents. Penny Hargreaves grew up in a conservative Christian family in Kentucky. When the housing office told her that her...
I had walked a hundred leagues to reach Manour's tower and Keep. The large town next to the Keep had looked very busy with more people than I had ever seen. I went through it and towards the huge camp of the soldiers. There was an open call for men and I was answering it. Zern had began gathering dark sorcerers so the white council was answering him. I stood at the end of a long line to sign in and was directed to a field. I set my pack down at a gesture from a soldier with greying hair....
Hi mera naam Anirudh hai mai 25 sal ka hu. Mai dikhne me sidha sadha hu mera lauda 7inch lamba or 3inch mota hai. Ab mai sidha story pe ata hu. Mere chacha ke saamne ke ghar me 1 aunty rahti hai, jinka nam Rita hai, wo 42 saal ki hogi unke 2 bacche the. Unka bada beta 21 ka tha or chota beta 12 saal ka, unki figure kafi aachi thi 35 30 38 ki hai. Mai jab bhi chacha ke ghar jata tha unko dekhne ki koshish karta tha or ghar me jake unko yaad karke mutthya marta tha. Muze unko chodne ki bahot...
She lay for a moment with her eyes closed, feeling fresh and alive, with the whole world opening out before her as though for the taking. Her first thought was, "It must be Spring! Pretty soon now, school will be out for the summer..." She yawned and stretched and turned in the bed, enjoying the smell of fresh linen, the feel of smooth clean sheets against her bare legs, and opened her eyes. She wasn't in her little upstairs room that she had all to herself now that her big sisters were...
I flew into Bangkok on the 5pm flight out of Canberra, hoping that my stay would be a short one. I worked hard all my life and deserved a well-earned rest. As with the bushfire, my ministries can sort this out. I’m certain that fire will be gone by the time landed in Bangkok. I can assure them, this will be over with my water pistol. However, after a week "on the road" without even a sniff of oriental pussy, I was more interested in getting laid! By the time I took a taxi to the hotel and...
It was my only and much-younger brother who finally got me to talk about Jill. Jill, the incredible girl, who was, as was I, barely a teen when the tragedy happened. In retrospect, my parents, perhaps with wisdom that I never appreciated, did not challenge my immensely private way of grieving. Also, maybe showing the temporal nature of teenage life, my classmates—many of whom were Jill's as well—almost never spoke her name when I was around. Jill's teachers, and her ninth-grade homeroom...
A few years ago I met a lady online, a fair bit older than myself but became very good friends and now meet on a regular basis. The better we got to know each other the more she told me about things that had happened to her while she was married, eventually asking me to write about her experiences. Her name was Claire, thirty five years old, with medium length blonde hair, blue eyes and five feet three inches tall. She was solidly built, without being fat, doing a lot of horse riding when...
ReluctanceMom Called Me At Night (Written By: Jack Is Back) My mom and I live alone because my dad died of a car accident when I was 3 and since then we have lived in this big old house in the northeast of town. I was 16 and my mom was 52 when it all happened. We were very close and she always was treating me like a friend as her priority in her behavior with me and that made her to talk to me very openly, even about her sex life. Mom is not a very...
IncestI’m going to tell u about an incident which happened when I was 18. I was brought up in pathanamthitta district in a family with lot of restrictions. The only information of sex I had was through my friends and a few magazines. After I finished my studies, and was yet to get a college a very sexy incident happened. One day my parents were gone to attend a marriage of a very close relative. On the first day when I was alone my friend rang me and asked me whether I could come to his house. Since...