“Who needs caffeine when you’ve got all this?” My mini clit-kisser buzzed happily away in my palm. In the cramped washroom, I couldn’t stretch out as I wished, so I balanced one foot on the seat while leaning back against the door. One hand drew my panties to the side, and the other was making sure my Friday would start on a glorious high! Oh, I could feel...
Ethan leaned back against the gym door to push it open. His equipment bag was slung over his shoulder and he carried his skates in his other hand. The sun had long since set. They were getting close to the playoffs and Coach Riley was working them harder in practice. He dumped his equipment bag in the trunk of his GTO and slammed the lid. A car pulled up sl...
Lucy Dreher, a nurse who was a friend of the groom, was starting to think she wasn't going to meet any interesting men at the wedding reception. Then, standing at the food table, she started a conversation with Tom Dawson, who told her he was a guidance counselor at Jamestown High School. Tom, who had recently gotten divorced, thought Lucy was both attracti...
Drake helped the other personal and house slaves clean up. His leash bounced against his chest, a reminder of Mistress Raell's order for him to come upstairs after the dining room was clean. The captured slaves were cut free and shepherded down to the Cave. Drake noticed most of the house slaves snuck scraps of the dinner food, which had consisted of a roast...
Day 4 Continued When I arrived back at the apartment there was no one there, but the maid staff had been by because the sheets had been changed and things were all nice and tidy. I looked for some sign of where Sara, Liam and Devi had gone and I found a note on the fridge from Sara saying that she was going to a Yoga class with Devi and that she would meet...
His wife's sorority sisters had come in for a business trip, stopping by for a "pleasure fix" and reliving old times together. Chris had often joked with Lacy about partying and `taking care' of her sisters. Not that he wasn't desirable, at six foot three, about 210, and in fair shape for a man in his forties. Dark brown hair, and a deep "radio voice" that w...
My feet press softly into the thickly piled carpet as I tread to the front door. The familiar strong rap again the wooden surface drew my attention. I shouldn't be surprised, but as usual, I was slightly startled from the quiet place I often drift to when alone. Breathing in sharply I grasp the door handle, my lips spreading unconsciously into a wide smile....
Seeing the child Grace shook me to my core. In my heart I could not begrudge Alexandra her desire to mother the child, as more than twenty years before she had been unable to mother me. But I found it far more difficult to reconcile what the woman had done to secure her bloodline. Her convoluted and complicated past with all its wrongness and corruption ha...
"He's miscounted again," Ada said. She took the thirteenth apple of the dozen she'd bought and held it up to the light from the window in Aunt Martha's kitchen. It was lustrous. Everything about Slater, Missouri, was lustrous when lifted up for comparison with the Natoma, Kansas, she had so recently escaped. "Who's miscounted what, Dear?" Martha asked as sh...
Skye Fuller lay panting on the bed; her nipples tingling from her boyfriend's prolonged and vigorous sucking; her clitoris throbbing from the repeated stroking of his middle finger between her slick and now gaping vaginal lips. "Oh god," she thought. "I hope he can control it this time." Her boyfriend, Tyler, lay beside her, struggling with the foil packag...