A NIGHT OF PASSION Kay has decided to take the investigation to the next level, which is a risk considering it's a cold case. It's not the only risk she takes however as Nickie takes matters into her own hands after work for a night of passion. Aussie Lingo 101. Back Door Merchant/man: This sexual innuendo is very picturesque, it refers to an actual door...
Bess was so happy to see her aunt. It had been over a year since Bess left Minnesota and even though she had talked to her by phone, Bess hadn't seen Deidre in all that time. In the middle of O'Hare terminal, she gave her a big hug. "Oh, Auntie, it is so good to see you again," she gushed and she kissed her cheek. "We have so much to talk about." After gra...
You ask me how I became the sex slave of a much older woman? Honestly, I think you're asking the wrong question, if you don't mind me saying? What you should be asking me is how it took so long? Because some things are more of an inevitability than a random occurrence. Like water flowing downhill or a meteorite falling to earth, the path that I found myself...
“What’s the matter, Lizzie?” Sarah’s hands squeezed my shoulders and her hair brushed my cheek as she leaned over to peek at the papers strewn over the desk. “I think this is my 20th hang up in a row tonight,” I complained, rolling my eyes toward the phone. “They finish half this stupid survey and decide it’s too long and hang up.” “Aww I know, but don’t...
"Did you have as much sand in your snatch, as I did?" Sami asked as she walked into the kitchen, toweling her hair dry, her tall, fine-looking body, as naked as the day she was born. Damn! She looks so fucking good, naked. She was referring to our make-out session on the beach, last night, after we returned from Lahaina. "No, I kept my butt on the mats an...
This time I was the one sat on the toilet, with Mel stood up in front of me. Her PVC pencil skirt was in bunches around her waist, pushed up there by my furious hands as they searched frantically for her crotch. Her sodden black lace panties were around the ankles of her leather knee-high boots, quickly pulled down as my I sought out her clit. Instantly I...
Gracie slammed the door, letting her purse slide down her arm to thud against the shiny light brown floorboards. Her roommate, Juline, poked her head out of her room at the commotion. "I've had it," Gracie informed her. "Men are scum." "Come, now. It can't be that bad," Juline assured her. "There are some...granted, hard to find...good ones out there." "...
One thing that keeps robbing me of time with Michele is her interminable training program. Her taut little body comes at a price, and she keeps at her rather grim-seeming practice regimen, but she also seems to enjoy it immensely. Early one Saturday morning, not yet light out, I went to the rink to see what was so much fun. I parked my tush on one of the co...
"Mmmm," Lisa said, nuzzling her lips deeper into Sarah's neck. Though taller and stronger than her girlfriend, Lisa found a great satisfaction in curling up in her arms. Sarah's soft, curvaceous body was full of warmth and security. "Y'know," Sarah said, idly stroking Lisa's hair, "Maybe you should call her back." Lisa's eyes flew open. The early morning...
Both the teacher, Etta Coughlin, and the student, Reena Patellan, were thinking the same thing at the same time: it was the middle of April 1955; the weather outside was wonderful, inviting, tempting. Yet here they both were, stuck indoors in a warm, dusty classroom. They blamed each other. Miss Coughlin was punishing Reena by making her write lines on the...