Anne was relieved to hear the garage door open since James had been working late for the last month, with no end in sight. Married 6 months and we already hit the middle-aged blahs. Jokingly all her friends at her bachelorette party urged her to let the fake cop cuff her and let him do a cavity search since in four to five years she'll regret not riding that...
Slipping on her sunglasses and tucking away a book in her bag, Camille Dunston walked across campus headed towards the parking lot. Her Friday morning world civilization class had consisted of her professor monotonously lecturing for an hour on the ancient Egyptian empire. "What a waste of a beautiful Friday morning," she thought as she walked passed the li...
The rain has slowed to a drizzle; the sky is overcast, a brooding grey. It matches my mood. Awake before the alarm I stretch, then lay there deciding on a course of action. The smells of bacon and coffee are wafting in the air, Anna trying to entice me to the breakfast table. It's a late start because of the weather. But it's also Anna's last day of school....
The shot glass shook in my hand as I endured the most awkward 10 minutes of my life. I've never been a drinker, but the alcohol was needed tonight to calm my nerves as I sat across the glass coffee table from the husband of the girl whom we were both about to fuck. I wasn't going to get drunk, but a bit of a buzz would help push me over the edge into this ac...
"Let's play a game." said Sharon, holding up the cards with an impish look on her face. Her husband, Manny, nodded and chimed in, "How about poker?" Audrey and I looked at each other. This was our first time entertaining our new neighbours in our house and after only an hour of chit chat and drinking it seemed like we were all hitting it off. We didn't have...
Dear Readers. First off, I adore each and every one of you! Especially those of you who voted and/or commented. Those comments make my writing seem worthwhile. I'm absolutely giddy that you like my story, and because of that, I'm trying my hardest to keep going. This chapter of Beauty sat in my documents folder, half finished, for weeks, because I had lots o...
Cannes to Las Vegas a pony girl odyssey A sequel to Saddleworth to Cannes "What on earth did you want to go and do that for!" Daddy demanded as I stepped down from the podium, or what was left of it after it collapsed when I did my victory jump, to a faint ripple of polite applause with my Cannes grand prix winners gold medal around my neck. I had just w...
As I lay on top of the vaulting horse with a clear view of Leonardo and Venus who were both still assuming the position. I focused on the sensations assaulting my body, my cock stretched by the leather cock trap, my cock and balls held in a vise like grip by the "lips" of the leather "pussy", my nipples tormented by the twist lock clamps attached by the smal...
Shelly modeled the alluring Batgirl costume for her husband Steve. "What do you think?" she asked in a lilting voice. Steve had to admit that his wife looked mighty fine indeed in the skin tight black spandex outfit with concealing cowl, long yellow gloves, and black boots. Beneath the red wig, you would never have guessed that Shelly was a natural brunett...
The drinks through the evening made him nice and woozy. His head felt light and in this state Sunita looked ever sexier and alluring. As if that was not enough, she was wearing her saree with one of those blouses that was daringly cut. Every time she leaned to serve someone or pick up a glass for refill, her low slung blouse gave enough slack for everyone to...