"It's my life, dammit, I'll drink if I want to, fuck the damn rules," Sadaf "Sassy" Rahmani said haughtily, and with that, she yanked the cup of Alexander Keith's beer out of Sheikh Abeid's hand and chugged down a big gulp. The young Mauritanian Muslim gentleman looked at her and grinned, quietly astonished by what Sadaf had just done. The two of them sat in...
There is an art to sharing these stories that I haven't quite mastered yet. How much detail is too much, how much is too little? How relevant is the backstory, or is the backstory just filler before the fun? The backstory to the beginning of this tale is long. It involves a semi-friendship, friendly and not-so-friendly gambling, and a fair amount of alcohol...
It had been an eventful week so far. On Monday my wife Sarah had come home to tell me the firm she had worked for was bust and she was out of a job. On Tuesday I was told my boss wanted me to go to the South of France for a project due to last nine months and on Saturday I watched my wife being caressed by another man! Sarah and I are both in our late 20's...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. It was one of those never-ending affairs that I hate to attend but, given my status in the current administration, I wa...
She paced back and forth by baggage claim waiting for him to meet her there. It had been months since they last saw each other and she had longed for his touch. Amanda was thinner now by 20 pounds, not much, but still a noticeable difference. Her hair had been colored that deep shade of red and her green eyes gleamed with anticipation. She kept fidgeting wit...
I awoke in my bed, feeling warm and sweaty from what feels like exertion, although, I haven't seemed to have moved from the position I fell asleep in, just dreaming again. I look down over my chest at the old aging book and my glasses preciously placed ready to fall at any slight movement and let out a long sigh. Feeling more tried than the night before, I...
Readers' note: this is the third novella in a series concerning the varied life and adventures of Beverley. The previous two novellas were The Perfect Whore and Tales of a Suburban Sex Goddess. The present novella follows on directly from Tales of a Suburban Sex Goddess and many of the same characters occur in the new story. A Very Discrete Whore Chapter I...
Janet is on a sex cruise for a weekend. This is a continuation of "Janet's Gotta Regatta". ***** Janet decided that she wanted to be a cum bucket that afternoon. She collected a dozen condoms from the bowl on the table and announced "Who wants a gang bang?" Several guys crowded around as she announced it again. "I want at least eight guys to fuck me in eve...
Well... when we last left off I was meeting this guy Marco in a hotel and I was the epitome of a selfish slut. I was cheating on my husband and documenting it on my phone. Stupid I know. I thought he would never suspect me but he did. He caught on. He didn't actually know the full extent of my bad behavior. He didn't know I had a threesome with Marco and ano...
Morning broke into Shawna's room and stabbed her in the eyes as she slept. She squinted against the assault as she gathered her senses. She threw an arm over her eyes to block the sun, her shirt flashed white as the silk covered her face. The pulses and pressure behind her eyes clouded out anything close to rational thought for a few moments longer. Her mo...