After a couple days of planning and organizing the day is finally here, Time to head off for the weekend, off to Chicago for a relaxing weekend trip. Car is packed up, You walk out of the room in those tight jeans and that nicely fit shirt that accents your beautiful chest, hair straight and your usual makeup on. As I pull you close and kiss those sweet lips...
The True Life Adventures of a Mailgirl Chapter 7 -- Pay for Play by Periculum Fabula Recap: As this is chapter 7, reading chapters 1 through 6 would materially help the reader understand and enjoy the plot. The story is set in the main complex and world headquarters of TRG, an American manufacturer and distributer of various technologies, mostly electr...
After leaving her husband, her sex life had been active and varied. Waiters, the cable guy, even the partner she worked for at the law firm. Once she met co-counsel, she knew that she wouldn't have time for too many other cocks. A curvy Cuban-American, in her late 30's, she marveled at how men flocked to her, even before she had gone down on them. And after...
We've met at the airport, and are driving to my home. We are making small talk when I look over and see you've made a tent in your pants. I immediately feel my nipples harden and my pussy getting hotter. I reach over and lightly rub your crotch, asking you how come you are so excited. You tell me that you realize now that I was telling you the truth when I t...
Jamie checked the time on her bedside clock and looked over at the empty spot in her bed. It was 2am and she knew her husband Bobby was still out in the garage tinkering with his damned truck even though he had promised her he would be done before midnight. She climbed out of bed and pulled a thin robe over her cream colored negligee and padded downstairs ba...
Disclaimer: yes, I am aware that doing naughty things whilst driving is unwise at best, and this story is one I wouldn't advise anyone to repeat irl. However, foolish though it undoubtedly was, it was an amazing experience and I wanted to share it. After years of being unable to study, I was accepted into a course. I got the email a week back from last...
We were very well off. My husband Ang owned a successful Italian restaurant, which was patronized by several members of the mob. We had a seventeen-room house in the affluent suburb of town and our neighbors were doctors and business executives. Seventeen-foot cathedral ceilings in the living room and entrance with windows rising all the way to the top. A l...
The Little Hitchhiker I had been teaching at Western Washington State University in Bellingham, Washington for the last three years. It was a good job, challenging and lots of fun. Being a 30-year-old single male on a major university campus provided a lot of opportunities to feed my libido. Surprisingly most of those opportunities didn't come from the attr...
The drive wasn't to bad and I even got to relax and let some of the worries I'd been having go and let my mind drift as I drove to our weekend together. The leaves were just hinting at turning to the colors of fall and I hoped we'd have some time to take a drive into the local hills just to be alone and share some us time. So many things kept coming and goin...
Author's note: This chapter contains no sexual activity. If that's your motivation for reading, please pick up the story again next week. This chapter contains discussions of injury, crime, violence, suicide, physical and mental trauma, and other mature topics. If that would bother you, please skip this chapter. As always, thanks for all your feedback,...