Anne Calter pushed her leather chair back from the big oak desk and sighed. A native of New Jersey, she had graduated with high honors from Princeton and received a law degree from Harvard. You could tell a Harvard man, but you couldn't tell him much. Or woman. After serving as a staff attorney in Washington, Anne had written her popular book, None Dare Call...
I couldn't stop thinking about Rita for the next couple of days and started to question my sanity. Had I been dreaming? Was the incongruous image in the front of my mind of the naked 59-year-old grandmother sitting in the village pub with her huge sagging tits and hairy pussy based on reality? It had started with my Dutch Courage-induced proposition to the...
He entered the room, the smile on his face betrayed his anticipation. He wore a green t-shirt over loose fitting blue jeans. Their eyes met from the second the door opened, and they had yet to break their gaze. Scarlett had been awaiting this moment for quite some time, yet she would not allow herself to give in to her desires too quickly. Not always the mod...
"You enjoyed me yesterday – didn't you? I enjoyed it too – but now I'm going have my way and enjoy you! Maybe you'll enjoy it – maybe you won't – but I'll enjoy it!" You caught me completely by surprise and off guard as I came out from my shower that morning. Having showered before me, you were standing at the foot of our bed, blocking my path to be able t...
That pressure. Oh, that pressure. The heat of him in front of me and the rough chill of the brick wall behind me was exquisitely overwhelming. I couldn't have seen straight if I tried. But I didn't try. I squeezed my eyes shut and it was as if the entire world spun, leaving us with only each other for an anchor. I pulled him in deeper with my legs, my high h...
"I wish I'd met you earlier," said Jake. Wendy smiled faintly, not sure how to take this, and glanced at the door. It was shut. "I hope you don't mind me saying this," he continued. "But I think you're incredibly sexy." Wendy decided this had gone far enough. She was uncomfortable being alone with Jake - after all, she hardly knew him, except through the...
My name is James Vernet and I am the kind of person who cringes when he hears the term sex addict. What's wrong with this society? If you don't like sex and don't get laid regularly, they call you a prude. If you do it too often, they think you're promiscuous. Oh, well. I've stopped going by what society says a long time ago. I'm a twenty-nine-year-old Haiti...
I'm married with two kids, 36 years old, 5'3", brunette, 38-30-36. My friends and I sometimes have a girl's night in where we lay on some food and bring dinks, getting our husbands to pick us up later if we are further than walking distance home. On this occasion we went to my friend Tracy's house. She is 38 and six of us turned up altogether. Her husband...
"I'm really glad that we got to do this." Jake commented lazily. Kelly glanced over at Jake and rolled her eyes. "At least keep one hand on the rod." She commented with a smirk. "You know that's how your Junior lost that rod last year." "Its how I lost that fish." Junior replied without looking up. He had his rod fastened tight to a custom harness he'd bu...
Lacy and I had been seeing each other for years on and off. We liked to hang out at the beach, go to Blue Jays games and do filthy things to each other. If I had to use one word to describe our relationship, that word would be: INTENSE. It was often hard to tell whether we loved each other or hated each other's guts, but I think it was both. One time at my b...