I grumbled into my nonalcoholic beer. (I wasn't drinking alcohol because I had driven myself to the bar and would presumably have to drive myself back. The bar was one of those ID-at-the-entrance types, ensuring no one gets let in who's under 21.) I had come here hoping to break my streak of bad luck with the ladies, but I hadn't found a single one so much a...
I arrive at the airport, make it through customs, and finally see your face...that amazingly handsome face that I have known now for months via the internet, by Skype, by voice but now, here you are, in person, at Heathrow. I have dressed as you have instructed, I have spent the better part of the last week preparing myself for you, I have done most everythi...
The office has been abnormally quiet; neither of us willing to talk about what has happened. You go about your business and I go about mine. Each of us seem to be afraid to mention what happened the other day. Afraid of breaking the spell? Unsure that it had really happened? Embarrassed? Or delighting in the possibility of it happening again? And it doesn't...
The packaging was discreet. Still, I skittered shame-facedly away from the mail room, imagining the eyes of my land lady—and everyone else in my apartment complex—following me. Max bought a sex toy! Max needs a girlfriend! God. I forced the box through the horizontal sleeve of my sweatshirt and walked on. The truth was, I didn't need a girlfriend. I didn't...
I literally kicked this one out in like two hours, with one edit. It's likely going to have some errors, but I got so many requests to pursue this, I started feeling guilty about it. I'm thinking, if you like it and wish for me to continue, I can probably unfold this world in short chapters like this. I'll need to start diving into character development more...
I had been living with Tom for about a year when we decided to get married. Before I met Tom I was a bit on the wild side, sleeping with all sorts of men, and doing a lot of crazy things. When we moved in together, everything changed. We both began to settle down and live at a more relaxed pace. Not once did I think about being unfaithful, despite the way I...
It was as hot as summers come in St. Louis. Kat woke up sticky with sweat, having just dreamt of being filled to capacity by her husband's cock. She was alone in bed and horny. She had just finished her period a few days prior and always spent the first week thereafter horny as all get out. Nature, she supposed, was making her horny during her most fertile t...
"I know. Show me one teacher who is as hot as he is." "She's right! Except for miss Bonanza!" It was a joke. Amelie was one of the funny ones. Miss Bonanza on the other hand, was not! She was our class teacher and she looked every bit as strict as she was. We were collectively terrified of her. "By the way, Rachel, what's going on between you and Michael?"...
As a freelance writer for various publications, I'm able to choose the topics I wish to write about. My interests are quite diverse and this is reflected in my body of work. Several years ago, while on vacation in San Francisco, I attended the annual Exotic/Erotic Ball. It was such an incredible experience that I submitted a lengthy POV piece to a local alte...
Chapter 5 -- "I want your password." Mr. Eyes or School, as he seems to go by, starts to grope me using his hands to knead my almost bare checks and then his fingers to trace the fabric of my panties down between my legs where he presses them against my still swollen nylon covered lips. He then gives me a good smack on my bottom reigniting my over stimulate...