Teresa loves sex. She lives for the high she feels when her body explodes in orgasm. So she knew this would be a very difficult week. Her man is off hiking in the mountains and she is left alone with only her toys to satisfy her intense need. When she woke this morning, Teresa was thrilled to know Dick would be returning home tonight. The day seemed to drag...
I wasn't in any hurry to get to Wenatchee. My friend Isabel would still be awake no matter how late it was; she was a raging insomniac. She did most of her baking and laundry in the middle of the night. Weekends with her generally exhausted me so I knew any idea of rest was out of the question. Still, I loved seeing her. We'd been friends since high school a...
When I lived in Montreal I had a secret affair with one of my roommates. Her name was Sheri, she was 5'6", about 130 lb with a nice body. Her best features were her blue eyes and platinum blonde hair. She wouldn't have believed me if I told her, but there were times she seemed to shimmer. Sheri was a girl that I'd known since grade three and she also happen...
Born in the City of Ali Sabieh, Republic of Djibouti, to a strict Djiboutian Muslim family, Bilal Elmi moved to Ontario, Canada, at the age of nineteen in 2013. Fast forward four years and he was a new permanent resident of Canada, a graduate of Algonquin College's Applied Business Programme, and the co-manager of a Second Cup restaurant in downtown Ottawa....
When we last left Barry and Linda, they had just had the greatest sex of their ho-hum marriage thanks in part to the pool boy Brian. Linda had imagined the young nineteen-year-old fucking her while her husband did the deed. That was three weeks ago. That was three Sundays ago and the two of them had fucked by the double glass windows each of those Sundays wh...
A Study of the Effects of School Girl Uniforms on Adult Males It had been an enigma over time, a complicated puzzle of forced femininity on creatures who by all rights are already feminine, a torture impressed upon helpless young people in order to eliminate individuality and promote mindless conformity. The mystery in question is the Catholic Girl School U...
Monica and Chandler had decided to exchange homemade gifts this year for Valentine's Day. Chandler had forgotten about it, and in a panic, had found an old mix tape of what he hoped were love songs. Monica loved it. "Okay, you ready to open yours?" she asked. "Yeah!" Chandler replied enthusiastically. "Okay," Monica said as she handed him her gift. Chand...
She was not what the male species would call hot. She was not bad looking but had more than average plush ness. Some men found her passable for a romp in the sack body wise. Problem was after sliding their hard cock deep inside her slick pussy they were hooked. So incredibly hot. Hottest some had ever experienced. She didn't know that is what made them ret...
Chapter 3 Paul Donnelly, Jr. was already in college my last summer with the Build-A-Village program. He'd been in college for two years, but Mrs. Wellington, the teacher who supervised the trip, adored Paul. She worked him in at the last minute as a chaperon. Paul was excited by the responsibility. He found the situation hilarious. He loved the responsibili...
The setup to this story is all true. However, the sexual events only occurred in my mind as what I wish would have happened, and are merely for my enjoyment as a writer and others' enjoyment as readers. I've changed the names of course. My name is Keith, I was 18 and in my freshman year of college at a small Midwestern University. I was a music major, tru...