It had been a long day on Anna’s patience. Customers came in constantly, consistently building on her workload. On top of that most of them had been pushy, rude or arrogant at best. The drive home was like a sedative to her frayed nerves. Upon opening the door to her two-bedroom flat, luscious aromas rolled over her senses from the bathroom. She could hear...
Ruta here, again. I just got done telling you how Henk made out with Sybil at our party and now I'm going to tell you what happened later. So when we went to bed about 3 o'clock there were still a few guests rutting in the living room but they could let themselves out, if they could find their clothes. (That's been a problem at our parties. That's why we k...
What does it mean when the phone rings in the dead of night? When the household is silent except for quiet, regular breathing and the darkness is pierced only by tiny points of yellow moonlight through the blinds? Has there been as accident? Is someone very sick? Always when that shrill ring wakes a sleeper, a pulse begins to race. The phone was on the nigh...
She has a toy. It's called a Silver Bullet. She bought it three years ago in a sex shop in Toronto. At the time when she made the purchase, she could not, in her wildest imagination, dream that it would lead her to this night. Here in the forest, she runs naked in the light of the full moon. Heart pounding with fear and excitement, her skin glistens with swe...
"Okay," she says, "Lower your seatback." I look over at her, a knowing grin on my face and ask, "Why?" "Never mind. Just do it," she insists, reaching under the steering wheel and dragging her nails roughly over my zipper sending vibrations right through my jeans to my spasming, half-hard cock. Reaching down between my seat and the door, groping for the s...
Some nights, some places just seem made for love. You always hear how the time's not right, the music's too loud or the grass is too wet. None of this seemed to apply this night. The Leonid Meteor shower was due and somewhere in the dark skies around Leo the Lion the first sparks were flying. Crash and burn, crash and burn; the first of many streaks of sudde...
Michael Booth looked up from the reports as his door tentatively opened. "Ah, Miss O. There you are. Please, come in." Amy made her way into the office, her hands nervously clutching her latest article. She watched as her employer looked her over with his deep blue eyes. "You, uh, wanted to see me, sir?" Amy asked. "Yes, I was just looking over your work...
Becca V barely made it back to her apartment. Her legs were like rubber; her nipples looked like they were trying to break free of the bra and top; both of which were wet with her sweat and therefore semi-transparent; in all a very apparent display of the state of her arousal. She flew up the steps to the front door a few at a time aware that she needed to g...
This story was written as a birthday present for friend of mine...I hope it adds a little sparkle to his (and your) day. *** Mike threw his work gloves onto the passenger seat, shaking his head to get rid of the leaves stuck in his hair. He sketched a wave to the rest of the team as he got in and gunned the engine, drawing away in a spray of mud. Thank god...
Julie sat in the warm sunshine, on one of the posts holding the guard rail at the end of the long, narrow cul-de-sac at the edge of the small state nature preserve. It was exactly noon - she was nothing if not punctual. An occasional grasshopper whirred past, but nothing else moved or made noise. It was amazingly devoid of human influences or presence, thi...