By just after seven o'clock the day's shooting schedule had been finished to the satisfaction of Alex and there was a mass exodus from the set although Alex, ever the perfectionist, went through the script for the following day as well as the weekly schedule. Every time he sat down in a chair with "DIRECTOR" on the back he couldn't suppress a thrill running...
May 22nd - Friday / Late Afternoon Lane had fucked his sister. His brain spun it a million different directions, with a million more rational justifications for his actions, but they were all ultimately useless. He had every opportunity to leave. He could have just walked away. He should have. As desperately as Lane wanted to cling to regret, however, his...
All the characters are over the age of eighteen. Lane rang the doorbell and waited. Beside her Rory hopped nervously, looking from side to side down the street as if she was expecting to see an FBI snatch team hidden in the bushes across the way. Lane gave her friend a smile, reaching out to squeeze her hand. The brunette stopped jiggling and jumping, but...
Everyone in this story is over eighteen. * "Be good; and if you can't be good be careful," her best friend Rory Gilmore's words repeated in Lane Kim's head like an old fashioned LP stuck in a groove. "Be good, be good, be good," the words hammering and ricocheting round her brain like bouncing zings of electricity, until they were no longer they no longer...
May 22 - Friday Luna tapped her purple fingernail on the passenger window, "There's a spot over there by the half-naked homeless guy with the wolf pup under his arm." Lane inched his way south down Harvey Milk Street, scanning for the spot; "Homeless, wolf cub- Oh, there. How could I miss half-naked guy?" Backing into the parking space, Lane checked his di...
It was Tuesday night. I was horny. My boyfriend dumped me a month ago. He was an asshole. I was a virgin and the only position we ever tried was missionary. We talked about switching things up, but we always stayed in the missionary position and he would cum before we could ever switch. He was nice to me. He would always finger me. I loved his fingers. They...
Lane was wet. Her alarm had gone off and she woke with her leg thrown over a pillow, her phone nestled between her sopping pussy and the pillow she had been fucking in her sleep. The vibration, although not quite against her pussy how she needed it to be, only encouraged the blood pulsing pleasurably. Groggily, she reached into her bedside table and palmed...
It had been a tiring trip. From the moment I knew that I had to make this very quick business trip, I was dreading it. Well, too late now. I had arrived, and the meeting in the late morning tomorrow could just wait. I wanted to have a drink down at the bar. As usual with hotel bars, the clientele was mostly middle aged white guys, businessmen all, most just...
May 20th - Wednesday Coasting down the last steep hill out from the winding highway along the Castaic Mountains, Lane gripped the top of the wheel with his right hand. He adjusted the driver's side mirror with his left. It didn't need to be adjusted. Lane needed something else to focus on besides his sister squirming in the passenger seat. They'd taken Luna...
"Alright, class, let's get started," said Ms. Lane. 'Class' was being a bit generous she thought as all three of her students stopped chatting to turn their attention to her. "Today's the day you've all been waiting for: nude model day." The announcement was met with varied reactions. "Please be hot, please be hot," Alicia muttered with her fingers crossed...