This story follows on from Samantha Burnett's Late Night Hookup and my sequel Late Night Hookup 2: Angela. You should definitely read the earlier stories before reading this installment. *** ABBY It was her. It really was. Abby's hand shook as she pulled out her phone and opened the F4F app she'd installed after Angela had told her about her encounter wi...
Veronica was a hardened criminal, she'd been arrested at least twenty times in the past four years. She was currently doing a three year sentence. Today she was getting a new roommate. She couldn't wait, she'd been aching for a new cell mate so she could finally satisfy someone besides herself. Coraline was only nineteen, she'd been arrested for shopliftin...
I knew it was a weird, daring idea. I just couldn't have anticipated how this would go down. I've always been wanting to try new things, and from all those moments, I picked the least predictable adventure to actually pursue. My obsession with the idea started already months before I went on and did it. I was becoming addicted to watching anything that had...
Susie Brock knew that part of her would always be sad that she couldn't work it out with Governor Bruce Calahan. She also knew that the Governor was right about them needing some time apart, after being lovers for the whole semester. She had missed him that summer, as she worked in the area, to ensure that she already had a job when the other students came i...
She said, "Francie, come with me to the party." At that time my name was Francie, not Tulip. I wasn't sure I wanted to go to the party. Why should I go to a party with her? We were no longer seeing each other, no longer sleeping together, and now after not hearing from her for nearly two months, she had suddenly dropped in unexpectedly and invited me out....
Summary: Straight girl slowly submits sexually to her best friend. Note: This story is dedicated to Liz. Note 2: Thanks to MAB7991, Robert and goamz86. ***** I love how today's older people complain that today's generation are all sluts. I mean, we are, but so were our parents and presumably our grandparents (although I'm not a big fan of thinking of...
I let the warm water cascade over me while, with one hand, I soaped my pert little titties and my other hand softly rubbed my tingling pussy and one clipped nail gently tickled my hard, throbbing clit. Just gently. I wasn't pussy-rubbing for a cum; I was just enjoying relaxing and feeling the tensions of a long work week ease out of my tired muscles as I th...
Jennifer awoke slightly disorientated, a bit groggy but rested. Where was she? Oh yes, last night she and Denise had consumed two lovely bottles of Chablis and had crashed at her place. Consciousness came around, the faint scent of sandalwood incense and a more shocking revelation: Jennifer was nude, spread-eagled, wrists and ankles tethered by Velcro cuffs...
The taxi driver spoke with a thick accent that I couldn't identify. He repeated it twice before I understood what he was saying. "Yes. I'm sorry, just a second, please." I begged. I was calling Deana, my contact with an Atlanta based company that I was consulting for. I knew that I wouldn't be able to call while the cabbie spoke to me. I have always been...
I knew we were having a guest aboard because I was told to prepare the VIP cabin. She was my height, 155cm, grey eyes, and short brown hair. Her face wasn't what you'd call beautiful, more 'interesting'. Her nose was kind of crooked, which oddly enough was sort of sexy somehow. I thought she was a bit chubby until I took her long brown leather coat with the...