An excerpt from a larger story, Victoria goes shopping. Finding a store which sold strap-ons was much easier than Victoria had anticipated. After stopping in a store to buy a pouch which she could sling across her back so that she could carry her purchases without anyone knowing she had them, Victoria followed a hunch and went along main street until she...
This is a celebration of one particular Santa Barbara courtesan. This is a paean to Megan. A whore. A courtesan of the highest order...and a description of an encounter with her and her mouth. There are scores of whores here in Santa Barbara. I believe we possess, within our tony borders, some of the greatest whores in the world. Whores are divided into...
On my webcam I watched Bethany scratching the lotto ticket with the penny she found in the parking lot. She squinted to read the year. How ironic. 2001, Canada – 1 Cent. The Maple Leaf waving at her. The copper so shiny and new. Untarnished. Leaning back on the sofa she strokes her clit and feels the moisture leak from her pussy down to the rosebud of her...
Alisa panted heavily as she relaxed atop her bed. She was stained in her seed, thick dollops of her ejaculate coated her skin, sticking fast to her flesh and joining the older piles. Beneath the deep-set stains, her skin was flushed scarlet from the exertion of her masturbation. She grabbed her phone and checked the time, bolting upright as she saw that she...
Sebastian Brown was strange and socially awkward. He also was a brilliant mathematician — finished high school at 16, master's degree by 20, Ph.D. candidate by 21. While in college, he and a professor had even secured two commercial patents on some programming logarithms. One already was in wide use in gaming, and another in robotics. Sebastian's share of t...
Authors note: I'm experimenting with a different writing style. Personal details are left purposely vague, so any man or woman can fulfill the fantasy roles. Also, although safe sex isn't practiced in this particular story... Always remember to be safe in the real world. Please let me know what you think in the comments or contact me. Thanks for readi...
Gillian Worsley was worn out from her early morning swim at the Leeds International Pool. A former national breast stroke champion, she was determined to keep her fitness levels up, but she had to admit at 37, perhaps she should drop 6 or 7 lengths every few days. Mind you, she thought, if I slept a bit more, instead of living life at 100 miles per hour, I'm...
Your fingers slide over the keys. She moans softly. You lick your lips and blink a few times, focusing. You need to concentrate on this, despite the prickling heat that is building. Your touch is light as your fingers brush back towards those vital buttons, and you once again slip into the same old rhythm: up, right, left, right, up. Contentment swell...
'Knock...knock...knock'. Melanie put her book down and answered the front door. "Hi...Mrs. Barton," the good looking teenager asked, "Is Warren in?" "Ehm no," she smiled when she recognised her son's best-friend Lee Clark or Clarkie as he was known to his friends, "he's at work but shouldn't be long; do you want to come in and wait?" "Yeh thanks." He mumb...
Raion was weeping. Not crying, weeping. The tears welled into His eyes from deep within His soul and trickled like life's blood so moisten His lips and beard. Sakura sat quietly and watched. All her being cried out to comfort her Sensei yet she knew the turmoil that filled His being was one to which she had no cure. His father had died, taken from this exist...