Stories by houseparty

6

Mr Budweiser

I looked about nervously. “Someone might see us,” I said to her. She gave me a big, broad naughty grin. “Yeah, they might. Scared, chicken boy??” “No,” I replied. “I’m not.” She nicked me on the nose with her free hand like I were a naughty school boy. “We’ll see, won’t we?” Once again, I glanced about, my eyes scanning the Spring-warm darkness of the alleyway we had stopped in. We...Read On

4

Tired Feet

I get to fuck my beautiful girlfriend Nicky after a long day at work.

I heard the front door open then slam shut. “My feet ache,” Nicky complained, stumbling into the living room. She looked tired. “How was your day, babe?” She dropped her handbag to the floor and collapsed onto the couch. “I’m knackered. Fucking knackered. My boss had me running around all day long. Arsehole!” I went into the kitchen and poured her a generous helping of red wine. ...Read On

4

A day at the beach (part 2)

We continued our journey. The traffic eased and I put my foot down a little harder. We opened the windows and let the wind flap our hair about. Nat and I hadn’t spoken since our unplanned finger-fucking session earlier. That had been the first time we’d ever done anything like it. I’m sure she had no clue that I had a crush on her; I’m sure too that she’s completely straight. I hoped I...Read On

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A day at the beach (part 1)

“I really need to go,” Nat complained. “You saw the sign,” I replied, “it’s twenty miles to the next rest stop. Can you hold it ‘til then?” “No I bloody can’t! I’m nearly peeing myself,” my friend moaned. The day was a hot July morning and we were driving to the coast for a day at the beach. Our bikinis, beach towels and sun tan lotion were all packed and waiting in the trunk. ...Read On