Any guy would’ve taken notice. She was on the subway and looked to be in her mid-twenties. Full breasts contoured a red blouse beneath her open jacket. An above-the-knee skirt hugged hips and thighs. Spikes and dark nylons completed the outfit. But it was her legs and shoes that got my attention. And she knew it. In a subtle tease, she moved a foot and dropp...
Julie would never have gotten caught if she had thought about the system backups. And I never would have done anything about it if she hadn't lied to me about messing with my machine. I work for Julie's father, or I should say I am a one-fourth partner with her father in a candle factory. We specialize in "hand dipped" candles. Actually it is only the outer...
Copyright © 2016 BJ Gorson. All rights reserved. Chapter 3 A Room with a View Joanne walked gracefully, like a dancer. Proudly, like a princess. And, with her deliberately sensuous movements, just a bit wantonly, like a slut. How could one person be all these things simultaneously? Poised, cool and elegant, and sexy and provocative and - available. Must b...
The next several weeks held the most intense window peeking experiences of the watcher's career. Warren and Victoria seemed to go into a sexual hyperdrive of incredible dimensions. They continued their experiments in bondage, with Vicki always the one restrained, never Warren. She wallowed in Her pleasures when she was bound, climaxing again and again with a...
Finally, the divorce papers had come through and I had the documents in my hand. I was ready to get on with my life. Excited, I looked at the time. It was only 10.00am; I could give Sally a call, tell her the good news, and see if she was up for a spontaneous few days away. We spoke for about twenty minutes, "Anna, I am so sorry, I would love to, but Barry i...
To regale my next tale I have to take you back a few years. Way back before I ever did escort work or starred in any porn film. Long before I ever indulged in gang bang activities or performing sexual acts in front of an audience. It's incredibly easy to partake in good sex. It's just as easy to find great sex, but to encounter incredible sex, that only c...
Lady Ambrosia Wentworth wrung her glove-covered hands in a pure sign of nervousness. Michael Flanagan left her town house after another vigorous bout of lovemaking and gave her no indication of if he was going to turn her in or not. He simply said, "Trust me" and that was that. She purred low in her throat as she gloried in those moments of intense lovemaki...
You are at your house, about to lie down for the night, wearing a small white t-shirt and a pair of shorts. As you slowly drift off to sleep, you feel a small cold item hit your back. You brush it off, thinking it is only the cold plastic eye of a stuffed animal, and quickly fall into a deep sleep. A few hours later, you awake and open your eyes, but can't...
Patricia's Bio I get a lot of questions from readers and people who have seen my pix and movies and they have asked to know certain things about me. So I decided to put together a BIO about me to answer some of the most asked questions. So for those curious ones, here you go. What is my birth date: 12-24-63 Where was I born: Pennsylvania Where do I li...
I lay on Waikiki's golden sand and basked in the mid-morning warmth. Desirae had gone for her bikini and lesbian shoot with her friend, bikini model Chrissy, and had ordered me to be ready and waiting for her on my bed at 4pm, cock erect because "a lesbian shoot always makes me randy". I stretched out and a saw a large, blonde woman lying a few feet away, s...