As usual, this morning, my wife, and I woke up to the sun shining in our bedroom, the sounds of birds welcoming the new day, and had really great sex as she screamed thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! This has been our Sunday morning ritual for the last six years. After she has had an oral orgasm, where she screams Alleluia, and then a fucking tha...
Stephanie McMahon Boss Bitch... "I miss you sweetheart. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. Yes. Becky is right here." My wife Stephanie McMahon tells me. "HI JAMES... MISS YOU HUN... LOVE YA!" Becky Lynch yells out towards the phone. "Everything will be taken care of baby I promise. I'll see you when you get home. Love you sweetheart." Stephanie...
Bag lady earns more money on bottles and cans on Earth Day than she ever imagined she would. Walking with her head down and avoiding eye contact while trying to remain inconspicuously anonymous, the bag lady pushed a wobbly wheeled shopping cart down the alleyway. With the noisy cart heralding her approach from one hundred yards away, as if moving a canon t...
The clouds over the lake were low and slate gray and threatening. There would be something cold and wet falling from the sky before the night was over, and Lia reminded herself to keep a careful eye on Peter Bessinger and be sure to leave when he did. She didn't want to be out in the sleet on Michigan Avenue at one in the morning looking for a cab, not in th...
I was dressed unusually that day, black flip flops with sparkles on them, no socks, no bra. I was wearing a pair of black lace g-string panties, and a strapless silvery tube top with a knee length flowing black skirt that would flutter when I walked, that had silver flowers embroidered at the hem and along the seam and waist line. It had been a long day at t...
My name is Lionel. I'm a tall, good-looking, nineteen-year-old black man. A mocha-skinned, curly-haired, pretty-faced brother who routinely makes heads turn. That's just me, babes! I live in Boston and I'm an easy-going, fun kind of guy. Many people would call me a thief and a liar. I choose to think of myself as an entrepreneur. The kind of man who grabs an...
Nikki Nipples Vs. The Homeless 11/27/08 Nikki was pleasantly surprised when she found a decent parking space, but then it was Thanksgiving day and traffic had been as slow as it gets around Los Angeles. She was coming off of a five day streak without cheating on her husband and was quite pleased with herself. She had blown off Orson yesterday as payment fo...
You wake up, yawning. Another day, you think to youself. You look around your room, your vision still blurry. You sigh, you're so tired of waking up alone everyday, in the same damn room. There's no fun in that! You press yourself against the mattress, enjoying the comfy, warmy feeling. This is heaven, you think, and feel like you're almost falling asleep ag...
My name is Corie, and I attend an all-girls' school. My parents are wealthy. Not just wealthy, but the stupid rich kind of wealthy. I remember them but only vaguely. In truth thinking back, I recall seeing a glimpse of my father walking into his office when I was ten, and that was the last time I actually seen him. I remember my mother slapping me hard on he...
The Skin Ball Part One: The Bet *********** THE AURORA CAFÉ *********** If there was one party at Green College that defined Jessa West’s four years, it was the Skin Ball. That one night, more than any other, was the one that she remembered years later, the one that shaped her more than any professor, the one that taught her more about herself than any c...