Hot water bathes her. Rising steam caresses her plump body. She tries to wash her nerves away with a soothing shower expecting what's to come. Anticipations rise. She just can't wait. She drops the soap, but ignores it. There's enough lather on her to finish the job. She's anxious. After chatting with a new 'friend' she met online, she would soon meet him in...
My name is Emma Knocks, but you can call me Noxxie. At least, that's what the sign on my door says. Noxxie is what most of my clients call me. But they're not compelled to. Some of them call me a whore or a slut. Some call me a toilet, a urinal, a trash can or dustbin, a Zender or a Vaginbond. It doesn't matter to me. I'm Noxxie to me, and I'm the wildest o...
I spent more than a year looking for a town where I could open a car wash. Now, this wasn't going to be your standard type business. I wanted it to be something unique. But first, I had to find a town that basically had limited restrictions on the type of car wash I wanted to open. I finally found a town that fit my needs. I met with the town council and t...
She had forgotten how dark his gaze was, so predatory, it drew out her submissive side before she had even said hello. He stood there holding the door, music softly floating through the opening as he smiled at her approach. "You are hard to find." She said laughing. "Yeah, sorry about that. It's pretty dark here at night." He returned as he lit up the jo...
Author's Note: "Custom", a ten-part series, starts the morning AFTER "Luck", another ten-part series, with the same cast. If you haven't read "Luck", I advise starting there first as I cannot guarantee this story will make perfect sense when read alone. All characters are over the age of 18. If you're not a fan of slutty sorceresses, medieval fantasy viole...
Khalif "Kal" Owusu is a young Muslim gentleman looking for adventure, and by hook or by crook, he's determined to find it. Born in the City of London, England, to a White British mother and a Ghanaian Muslim immigrant father, he grew up in Sussex, a quaint middle-class neighborhood. His father Sharif Owusu and his mother Donna Hanson-Owusu tried their best t...
The meetings that afternoon passed slowly, and I was having a hard time staying awake. When there was a lull I slipped out the back. The convention section of the resort had many sitting areas, some quite secluded, and I happened on one of those. I got myself comfortable and closed my eyes. "Hi Dave," I heard a perky voice through the fog of drowsiness. "Do...
Holly stared at the computer screen. Her recent attempt to find love in real life had so far been a failure, and now she had resorted to the internet. At 21, she had never had a boyfriend, and had only had sex a couple of times with her flat mate's male friends on one night stands. Her long dark auburn hair and slim figure had always attracted men, but she h...
With the click of the lock, we stepped inside the compact one-bedroom apartment. Angie tossed her keys to a table in the entryway and turned. A half-smile, half-leer stretched across her features in the murky light as she began to back away, her hands outstretched in front of her beckoning to me. How could I not follow? "Nice place you have." My words seeme...
I should never have done it. Debbie and I were married when we were young. She was 19; I was 20. Although neither of us had much prior sexual experience, we enjoyed frequent and very pleasurable encounters. But something was missing. After several years, sex became... well... routine. Debbie is aging well. She's 5 feet, 4 inches tall. She has long, silky,...