Last winter, an early snowstorm allowed me to experience one of the greatest nights of my life. The weatherman had predicted only flurries but once again Mother Nature had the last say. The company I work for isn’t too large so everyone knows each other. We all kid with each other and nothing is ever taken too seriously. One of the women that I work with is Christine. She is divorced and has been working at the company for about twenty years. She is a few years older than me. I think she’s 48 and I’m 36. She’s tall, about 5′8″, a little on the heavy side, but not fat, she’s solid. Her tits are average, not too big and not too small. Read more…
Ronald Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
Imagine this…the wind is blowing hard against the cabin walls, rattling the windows in their frames and howling across the eaves. You peer into the inky blackness outside for some sign of me. Though the interior of the cabin is quite comfortable, the sight of the deep snow and dark night sends a chill across your shoulders and you draw the thick comforter tighter across your nude body. You return to the fire to check on the simmering pot and then settle into the overstuffed easy chair to wait. Dan Fogelburg emanates from the stereo softly and the harsh sounds of winter outside seem to fade. Your mind drifts off to the days events, the chores accomplished, the ones waiting for tomorrow. Everything is well in hand and you are quite content. Read more…
Jay Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
The view out the window of our office was wonderful. Fall was in full glory, and the forest below was its calling card. Brilliant gold’s, yellows, browns, and reds were rich and vibrant, and when taken as a whole, blended into a river of color. The crispness in the air echoed the crunching of the fallen leaves on the brick entrance path leading in a round about manner through a copse of trees from the parking area. Actually the winding pathway was one of the charms of our otherwise austere building. The path which seemed like a boundary to your thoughts. It was as if on one side was the business world, and on the other your world after hours. Read more…
Adam Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
I pull up to your house and smile as I watch you come out. You are wearing the jeans and white top that I love so much. Your hair is in a bandanna, and you smile as you cock your head to the side and wink at me. I find myself staring at you as you walk towards me, you movements are slow and deliberate, you know what I’m thinking and you are enjoying it.
We have decided to go for a ride on my Harley. We’re alone, and you suggested that we both ride on my bike. We have no plans, just a ride, both of us knowing that we want more than just a ride. Read more…
Clifford Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
Tina:
My fantasy involves an ultra suave and sophisticated mature man with dashing looks and impeccable manners sweeping me off my feet in a whirlwind of romance. He will wine and dine me in a style to which I am yet to be accustomed. His conversation will be witty and interesting. He will be beautifully dressed in bespoke shirts and suits and wear just a hint of expensive aftershave.
By the time the meal is over I’ll be so wrapped up in him that I will be putty in is hands. When he suggests we go up to his hotel suite I eagerly agree. He pours us a glass of port and invites me to sit next to him on the sofa. I look into his deep blue eyes and feel a shiver of desire course through me. My animal instinct start to surface. I want this man. I want to feel him close and feel his power and urgency moving within me. Read more…
Clifford Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
Jake kept pushing the accelerator down in his red firebird and the engine responded. He was taking full advantage of the straight stretch of road to clear his mind. The twenty-six year old couldn’t believe the turns his life had taken. Both his real parents were gone now. His mother had died while he was young and his father recently died after a short illness. Inheritance had made him well off, being the only child. But the thing that rattled his mind was how his father granted lifetime rights of the family house to his stepmother. Read more…
Johnny Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
Nicole grabbed my stiffening cock and pulled me upstairs to the bedroom, where a king-sized bed awaited us. She sat down on the bed”s corner, putting her face level with my erection. With one hand, she stroked my throbbing length and fingered herself with the other, while her mouth brought me to full hardness for her requested activity.
After a few more minutes of exquisite sucking and licking, she pulled her finger from her dripping cunt. She looked up into my eyes as she put it in her mouth, tasting her own sweet nectar, then she took it out and resumed blowing me. Suddenly I felt her hand between my legs - her wet finger traced the rim of my asshole before slowly sliding up inside. I was now rock hard and ready to fuck anything she wanted, and Nicole knew it. Read more…
Clifford Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
After much convincing, I was able to get you to enroll in a couple of classes at our local community college. You didn”t want to take any classes with people fresh out of high school so I suggested you sign up for night classes; most of the students attending those are adults who have day jobs. One of these classes was on Monday and Wednesday nights and this is where you met Victoria.
You were nervous on your first day and who could blame you? You sat towards the back of the classroom. There were about 60 desks in the large room so you hoped that sitting in the back would make you semi-invisible to the teacher. As the starting time of your art history class approached, more people came into the room. And I was right, about eighty percent of the students looked like they were at least 25 years old. You were glad to see that most of the people in the class were of “car-renting” age. One particular student caught your eye. Read more…
Jay Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I enter the hotel lounge. Glancing about the room, checking the tables first then the stools fronting the bar. Almost missing him but then a second look spots him.
He’s speaking with the bartender. A gesture and its clear that they’re discussing the game on the TV. Both laughing as another beer is placed before him.
I walk to the bar, being careful not to rush or to keep looking at him. Taking an open seat two stools down from him, the others conveniently empty. I don’t look but I feel his eyes on me. Read more…
Cecil Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
“Honey, I’m home!” I called out as I walked in the front door. I had been feeling frisky and horny most of the day, a mood brought on mainly by the leggy displays of my hot new secretary.
“I’m in the kitchen, Sweetie,” my wife answered in her sultry welcome home voice. The sight that revealed itself to me as I entered the kitchen made me forget all about my leggy secretary. Val, my wife of more years than I care to think about, stood in front of the kitchen sink, slightly bent over as she was working on something. Her long legs started with trim ankles and tapered upward past very nice knees and continued their mouth-watering journey up underneath the hem of the light blue miniskirt that started about four inches above her knees. Since she was slightly bent over, her World Wonder ass was enticingly hinted at under that wonderfully tight, form fitting miniskirt. The tee shirt she had on did little to hide the succulent braless breasts contained within. Though not overly large, I knew from past experience how wonderful they felt in my hands, how wonderful her nipples tasted. Read more…
Johnny Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story