This is the fourth independent story of our teenage whore Tiffany "Tif". This story accompanies the Katherine "Kat" storyline. The timing of this event aligns with module one, chapter ten, while Kat is in Hawaii with her family. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial. Discl...
Note: This story is long. I tend to blabber a lot in real life and the way I write mirrors it. I would like to ask to be forgiven for errors as this is the start of my journey into writing erotica. I ask for patience as I learn. Also, this is not a quick read. There will be some sex but I tried to develop the stories' characters and ended up blabbing too muc...
"It's already 10:45. Where is he?" Nick asked, getting impatient. "He already said he was on his way. Just relax," I responded. Nick and I were sitting in his car, waiting for Shawn to show up. Nick starting tapping his fingers on the wheel, and I turned the radio on. Nick was always a stickler about leaving on time and doing things efficiently. Before...
Sometimes life sucks. As I slowly climbed the stairs toward my apartment, I reflected on just how bad my life was sucking. It was 9:30 pm, and I had just gotten home from work. I had been there since 6:00 am driving myself to exhaustion trying to meet another ridiculous deadline. Normally, when I worked that late, at least I took solace in the light post r...
Morning story. The early morning sun lit up the berth as you sat up in the bunk, glasses perched on your nose in that sexy, schoolmarmish way. You checked your phone, glanced at me and smiled. Because of the Caribbean climate, we were both naked as usual, allowing us to glance appreciatively at each other during the night. We often woke early, both horny as...
Gabriella's Tales - Part 3 The bedroom was dark, lit only by the occasional flash of far-off lightning. The storm had rolled through nearly an hour earlier, soaking Regal Bay as another early winter cold front moved down the coast. The glow of the nightstand clock displayed 11:45pm. Gabriella Santiago lay on her bed, pressed into the mattress by the hulkin...
She had wanted to take my clothes off, but in the bedroom I changed the plan. "How about you take off your clothes, then I can watch every move you make." She smiled, pushed me back on the bed, unsnapped my jeans, pulled the zipper down and started tugging them off. I protested saying she was supposed to be undressing for me. She slapped my thigh, "Are you...
Despite the somewhat misleading name of the company, The Hallswell Design Consultancy had expanded over the years, enabling it to extend the range of services that it offered significantly. In fact, one of Jennifer Carmall's first responsibilities following her appointment to executive level had been to oversee incorporation of International Conference Manag...
This is a sequel from my previous story, "The Smelliest Couple," with the same characters. It might appeal only to people with a fetish for dirty unhygienic sex. *** When Maddeline stepped her bare dirty feet on the street, she was convinced that would be a great day. It was warm as she liked, good to grow a nice sweating after only a few minutes under the...
When I think about Kristen, I remember stunning blonde-white hair, her continuous sex drive and sexual confidence, and the way she approached exams like the Olympics. Kristen was a serious student, an attractive and attentive lover, and a good-- if dull-- person. Our college relationship was my first and her fourth. Even though I was a year older, she appear...