I went back to my chair, which I pulled back from my desk, and sat down, lolling at full stretch, relaxed and contented.
Dot emerged from her hiding place. I hastened to cover myself up, not having bothered up til then to do up my trousers.
“Please, not on my account,” said Dot, “After what I’ve just seen and heard, the sight of your equipment is no big deal — literally and metaphorically at the present time!”
“Thanks a lot!,” I said, “But seriously though, that really was something else! Thanks for setting it up for me, I really did think that I had gone past the days of such delights.” Read more…
Jay Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
It’s a balmy August night in the city, the kind where you try getting away with as little clothing as possible. The air conditioning in the restaurant is going full-blast, and I can see your nipples harden through your barely-there sundress, a series of goose bumps forming along your perfect, alabaster skin. Because we are waiting for the guest you’ve invited, I fight the urge to lean over the table and kiss the ones where your neck and shoulder meet.
You can tell I’m nervous, and soon I feel a reassuring, finely manicured hand on my knee. I feel hot for a second again, getting warmer as it slides upward, and finally your index finger is teasing my lips. I moisten so quickly, I smile and look down into my drink. Read more…
Cecil Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
Until last week, I thought I led a pretty conventional life. I live in a nice house in the suburbs, have a wonderful husband in my partner Bill, and we will soon be expecting our first child, as I am currently six months pregnant. Since becoming pregnant, I resigned from my job at a bank so I could take it easy and prepare for the arrival of our new baby. Being home all the time is lovely, but it does get a little boring sometimes, especially when Bill is out of town on business, which occurs frequently. In between dealing with my occasional morning sickness, cravings for odd food, and a sex drive that has skyrocketed, I find myself searching for outlets to fill the time. This search for a social connection has led to a friendship with my neighbor Emily, who is about to get married next month. Read more…
Jason Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
“This is a continuation of Westville High Sluts chapter 1, and is ultimately a continuation of the Sarah Stevens chronicles. If you have not read any of the stories before this one you may want to view some of my other submissions which feature the same characters, and the other excellent authors who have contributed to this series: GeorgeTasker, Leon22, and JohnEvans. All characters in this story are 18 years or older.”
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Sarah Stevens blew her whistle loudly in the gymnasium, signaling the end of class. Basketballs were flying across the room and bouncing everywhere, but as soon as the class heard the whistle, everyone dropped what they were doing and headed toward the locker room. Read more…
Jason Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
Trade shows are usually the same every time. Moving from booth to booth gathering information and collecting all the free stuff that the vendors have to offer. This particular show was out of town and so I had to get a room at the hotel where the show was being held. Every time I have my own room I always get ideas running through my head about how great it would be if I had some hot chick with me to just have constant, wild sex with. On this occasion, the dream would actually become a reality.
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Cecil Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
The drifter sat in the bar of the Four Seasons Hotel in Dallas enjoying a glass of very nice French wine. His suit was Prada, his shoes Kenneth Cole. His hair was perfectly cut and styled. Everything about him spoke of money and power. Yeah, this was a much nicer life-style, then hitch-hiking across the country. Yes, luxury is a much better way to live. He should have done this several years ago.
He had seen and done a lot of things. He had seduced all kinds of low rent women around the country. He had forgotten how many cunts he had fucked in the past few years as he moved from town to town. That is how he had made his living, so to speak. He would use his looks; charm and intelligence to find his marks, and then his big, thick cock would seal the deal every time. It had never failed. When he was done fucking them silly, they would give him anything, and do anything to stay with him. But when the money ran out, or he got bored, or the situation soured, he just moved on. He’d had many a run-in with a mad boyfriend or husband whose mate had cheated with him. He didn’t care. He had always won every fight and altercation. He had always figured out a way to escape with his hide intact, after he had reamed the pussy and taken all their money. He was cool, very calm, could be vicious and sadistic and most important, he didn’t care about anyone or anything except himself. That what made him so successful at what he did. It made him the drifter. Read more…
Ron Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
“I went to Penn State and had a great time. Joined a fraternity, was very active in it and campus politics, and every semester my grades dropped until I realized that I’d flunk out if I stayed. So, I transferred to a small school, made good grades and was now back at Penn State for my master’s. I’m trying to do it in one year so I have a really packed schedule. Plus, I ‘m really tight on money. Which means I can’t be active on the dating scene. But I’m still human and I couldn’t help noticing one girl in particular that one of my fraternity brothers is dating. She’s the sexiest thing ever. She’s sort of a dirty blond, blue eyes, more a cute face than beautiful, and with the kind of body you dream of. But what I noticed was her whole demeanor, which seemed to me to say ‘I’m about to get fucked’. Or maybe, ‘I’ve just been fucked and I’m going to get it again’. I don’t think others saw her that way, she’s just a cute, smiling blond to them. Read more…
Jay Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
Soft music was playing on the stereo as Petra entered the suite. She was exhausted beyond belief, but at the same time wired. She went into the bedroom and shed her shoes and jacket. She sat on the bed to take off her socks when she heard a noise coming from the bathroom.
She pulled her gun from her rear pants holster and carefully crept to the door. It opened before she could react and David stood with his hands up in the air, her gun aimed at his nose.
“Shit!” Petra lowered the gun and put it away, “What are you doing in here?” Read more…
Clifford Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
*Sexplorations - Episode 2 - The Weekend*
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I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about our last encounter. She was really wild, although we have certainly had liberated sex in the past we got to a new level of lust last time. It sometimes amazes me to what lengths we will go to conjure up actions and thoughts to satisfy ourselves and each other, although, on the other hand, I’m glad that we do. After all, I am a self- admitted sex addict.
One of the challenges I face is how to do it ‘one better’ the next time. Each new level requires something more outrageous the next time. Happily, we both don’t feel the need to top ourselves each time, there is something very comforting about old, familiar sex that lets us often retrace our steps. Read more…
Ronald Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
Shannon walked down the streets in this unfamiliar town. She”d been here for a week now, but her time had been spent unpacking the boxes that had been shipped here from Ireland and getting settled in her new house and at her new job. It was an exciting time for her. She”d long thought about making the move to America, but never done it. Then when she married John it had seemed that she”d stay in Ireland forever. But life was unpredictable and when she”d found John in bed with her best friend Tara a year ago she”d decided to finally do what she”d always wanted. Thankfully there were no children to take into account in her marriage, so the minute her divorce came through she set sail for America. Her parents hadn”t been pleased about her decision, but they”d understood her need for a change. Read more…
Johnny Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story