NK - Sweet and Sour

Hello Darlin' Short Story All over 18 Some things may only be seen in the direct rays of sunlight. In the early morning underneath a tree canopy of oaks, poplars, and pine, the intricacy of a magnificent spider's web tenuously balancing between branches revealed itself. Without the direct rays of sunlight, the web would have remained undetected until an innocent prey haphazardly stumbled upon it. Unlike the loud rhythm of the song of the male cicadas which rolled from tree to tree that called first to give life then death. It was time to bury the rabbit. Her dog had chased it down. No Easter bunny for her. She loved her dog no matter how many fluffy bunnies and baby squirrels her dog caught. She looked back up for the spider web but the rays of the sun had moved on to a new spot so she no longer could see the twinkling, silver shimmer. Daydreaming, she stood staring up into the tree canopy with a shovel in her hand and a dead rabbit on the ground at her foot. The breeze tickl

Mary was the CFO of a Fortune 500 company. She was also a beautiful woman. She had also once graced the cover of PlayBoy. Little did she know that her appearance in PlayBoy had stirred the desires of Mary's former classmate, Tina. Unfortunately, for Tina, Mary had gotten married right out of college to a NFL player.George left Mary unsated in the bedroom, but that didn't matter. She had married George for his money...not for his cock. Tina still desired Mary. So Mary and George got an invite to spend their summer vacation on Tina's private island. Who was Mary to say no? Tina greeted them on the beach. "Mary, I'm so glad you could make it. It's been too long. I've changed a lot and I'm sure you have to. Let's go have some girl time and talk." stated Tina. "George you be a good boy now and go up to the house. One of my maids will help you settle in, `` said Tina. Now that Tina mentioned it, George felt he should go up to the house. Mary

There was this girl who always wanted to go to a cemetery. She has always admired the tombstones, crosses, and statues surrounding this gloomy, peaceful place. She often wondered when would be that day where she will be able to explore such place. One day, she met a guy in a local bookstore who, like her, was also looking for a copy of Neil Gaiman's The Graveyard Book. She was already holding the book when the guy talked to her, "So you would also love to read that?" she nodded. The guy spoke again, "I also want to. I have always been fascinated with Gaiman's writing style. How about you?" "Well, I have always been fascinated with cemeteries.", the girl replied. The guy suddenly grinned, "Interesting. Hmm. Do you want to visit a cemetery later?" He offered. In her excitement, she agreed to it. It was close to midnight when they travelled to a cemetery near a sea. It was also raining so the air felt colder. The girl began chilling. She d

Kass was left alone in his cell again. He was breathing heavily and there was a pained expression on his face that he couldn't control. In his mind, he kept asking just one question. "When will the pain go away?" He felt terrible pain inside his chest but it wasn't his heart or any other organ. He knew that because he didn't feel like something was wrong with his body it was his soul that was hurting. He never felt anything like that and he couldn't think about anything else. Even though he wasn't doing anything physically demanding the constant pain was making him tired. It felt like every move and every thought made the pain even worse. The only thing that he could do was to fall on the side of the hard prison floor and fall asleep. When he woke up his whole body hurt and he felt a bit less tired but it was hard to get good sleep on the hard cell floor. The pain in his chest has weakened. It still hurt but it was at least bearable now and his mind was

Chapter 1 - Bad Behavior It began on a hot day in August. Buddy had sold his business back in February and Sheila had had enough. For six months she had put up with his lazy-assed, fucked-up, king-of-the-hill attitude. It wasn't just that she wasn't used his always being underfoot. It's true that there had never been more than a few waking hours a week when he wasn't at work; all the years they had kids at home, it was rare if he made it home for dinner more than a couple times a week. No, it wasn't just that. She felt like she was shackled to a stranger. This was no longer the dynamic young man who had charmed her with his ability to take on any challenge with so much positive energy. The only kind of energy he still exhibited was his sex drive. And that had become a constant strain to Sheila. He was always pawing at her at times and in ways she found increasingly exasperating. And when they had sex - they fucked pretty much every day; he would wear her down and

I have a recurring fantasy. The title of this story is probably a good indication of what it is. First let me introduce myself. I am a (mostly) straight man. Sometimes I engage in bisexual adventures. I have had my cock sucked by quite a few guys, some dressed as women, some not. I've also sucked a few cocks and enjoyed it quite a lot. I am not an anal virgin either. I have fucked a few guys, usually in lingerie. Three cocks have been inside my ass. On two occasions it was more in the domain of experimentation and once it was quite hot Perhaps that will be the subject for another story another day..... I am tall, slim and masculine-looking with an almost shaved head. In sex I am used to being in the more dominant/top roles. I have been pegged by a woman and enjoy face-sitting as well as vanilla sex activities. I have a very big panty fetish. I love fucking women with their panties pulled to the side or around their thighs. I also like wearing panties while having sex with women.