The radiant midday sun beat down upon The City, the rolling dunes beyond Its walls shimmering with heat like an open oven. The Market was alive with activity, and its lively, cobbled streets would have been dancing with heat waves as well were it not for the looming aqueducts above, whose gently burbling waters insulated the citizens below with a gentle, coo...
* COMMERCIAL * The commercial faded in from black as Dove Cameron strutted into frame. Her breasts jiggled delightfully beneath her loose-fitting cami top; the garment's sheer white fabric doing little to halt the daring escape of her puffy pink nipples. Her scanty top was tucked into a pair of high-waisted denim shorts; the frayed hems barely extending pa...
~~Jack~~ He hated waiting. People handled waiting differently, and with different degrees of stress. Some people shut down, to save mental energy. Some people shut down because they couldn't handle the stress in general. Some people became antsy, anxious, and volatile. Some people panicked, and started spiraling down ridiculous trains of thought that were...
~~Eric~~ "I'm busy! Come back later," he called out to the hallway. Please go away. He could have life-altering conversations with other werewolves later. Right now, he very much wanted to fuck the small woman giggling and trembling on his bathroom floor. "Open the fucking door or I break it down," the woman said. Avery, she'd said her name was. Hadn't eve...
"My god I can't wait to get my pussy filled by some Greek stud!" "Marian, Jesus, keep your voice down," Camille hastily whispered to her friend. Too late a few people were staring at them like they had two heads. Or just the lewdest pair of Americans that came to Greece. "Don't be such a prude, Cami," Marian shrugged her slender shoulders. "I'm here for my...
Hello readers and potential readers. This is an off and on project I've been working on for some time. To summarize, it's the story of two best friends named Brent and James that discover masturbation together in high-school. Over the course of several stories, we are introduced to a handful of other characters that make their way into their journey of sex...
Trisha sat quietly in her makeshift home office. She was lost in thought as she waited for her computer to boot up. Dennis, her husband of six years had left to go to work without even saying good morning. The years of work and life in general had certainly taken its toll on their relationship. Trisha tried to be understanding with Dennis's need to be inti...
One of my industries biggest suppliers was throwing a large holiday bash on New Year's Eve at one of the larger, swankier hotels in town. The night of the party my wife was nervous, she didn't like her dress and she didn't think her hair was right. Pam said, "Why should I care how I look, with all the big-boobed beauties Carl will have on hand no will ever n...
At the request of a reader who was kind enough to offer both feedback and a plot suggestion, I have this to say: Chris entered Room 834 at the Palmer House Hilton and was immediately overcome by a stench he knew all too well. An assistant manager of the venerable Chicago hotel, he had been summoned to the room by the head of housekeeping a few minutes after...
"So Brooke, do you think Coach Blue will finally get to see our BIG boobies today?" "I dunno, Brit. Let's find out." The two blondes quickly took off their blouses and discarded them. Today, they each wore light gray bras which pieced together in the front. It allowed for easier access, and the easier it got the faster they could leave. They were standing...