The look of pain on Amy's face was, at once, both worrisome and a huge turn-on. I had worked my cock half way into her virgin pussy when she cried out, "it hurts, it hurts!" I asked her if I should stop. "No," she said. "Give me a minute. I want to do this." I held still, caressed her pretty face and waited for the pain to subside. "Okay," she told me. "Keep...
He was cold, left out in the afternoon snow. His car had broken down and refused to co-operate, despite the many times he beat it with a wrench. He called the emergency services, but they were backed up dealing with the blizzard and snowed in grannies. He knew that if he stayed out here much longer he could freeze. Looking around at the nearby houses, he tho...
Molly was bored. Sundays were the worst. They had gone to church. Michael played the guitar at contemporary service. He was the last person who should be up there singing about Jesus. He was a degenerate. She loved that he was. She felt a little badly she had gotten him sucked into playing in the band but watching him suffer through the same set of simple so...
Aliana... "Ohhhhhh, yes, ohhhhhhh!" I screamed rather loudly. I ignored the steering wheel in my lower back and ring of the coffee cup holder pressing into my patella and rode my husband faster. We didn't have much time. While repeating over and over in my head – "Concentrate on the moment." Live right this second in the spontaneity and forget the several...
"You're not packed yet?" Sadie looked up from her phone at the sound of her husband's voice. "Hey! I'm all packed except for a few things." She pointed to the dryer across from where she was sitting. "Two shirts and a skirt. I forgot to throw them in the wash last night." Her husband Will leaned against the doorframe of the laundry room, arms crossed. "Why...
Since the baby, my wife Sarah and I's sex life had been almost non-existent. Lucky to get together once a month, then only late at night, and with the lights off. Getting her to use a position other than missionary was like I was asking for ass to mouth. She would get on top with a huff and a roll of the eyes. In the meantime I was hitting YouPorn with regul...
Visiting New York on business I find myself snowed in and stuck for several days alone. Being a last minute trip I have no clothing, computer to keep in touch, and am holed up in a very boring rural hotel. The only distraction in walking distance is a small strip mall across the highway. I walk across the frozen road and begin to explore the small convenien...
I had a favor that I would soon redeem, from one of my pals from high school. He owned a classy nightclub a few blocks away, and I was certain that even at this late hour, the place would still be open. I wasn't sure how it would look, the two of us arriving at his doorstep, around closing time. But this favor was a big one, and I figured it would be enough...
Chris grumbled unhappily as he looked out his window at the fresh snowfall coating that was once against coating his walkway and more importantly his driveway. It had been a long time since snow had been a thing of magic and glory, so long ago that he hardly believed that he had ever been that naïve. Snow wasn't a wonderful once a year event that meant time...
"Who in the fuck stays open on Christmas Eve?" I cursed under my breath. "Slave-driving bastards like Mr. Brooks, that's who," replied Stacie as she strode through the swinging doors into the kitchen. I quietly fumed, hands shoved in my pockets, leaning against the diner grill; heat on the stovetop matching my temper. It was Xmas eve and every business in...