Layla was in her last semester of college and working hard at getting done with her business degree. She knew she had to pick an office to do her internship but was becoming increasingly lazy at the prospects of actually scouting offices. Since her husband left three months prior for a job 1,000 miles away in New Jersey, Layla was increasing lonely and incre...
Jessika grasped the wheel of her car firmly, staring at her knuckles, trying to decide what she thought. It had been a wild few weeks. For a few months, she'd noticed the women around her were filling out, filling up, rounding, curving, and softening; there were more "plus-sized" ladies in her supermarket lines, at the grocery store. One of the supervising...
Shining like a diamond in those hot spot lights. She gleamed from the sweat and the abundance of body glitter. White teeth sparkled from a ruby red mouth which is surrounded by golden brown skin. Catcall's, whistles, clapping, and cheering seemed like a blur of noise and excitement. She stood there, arms outstretched, reaching for the sky, chest heaving from...
It was a dark, calm, clear Friday night in May. Layla had just arrived at her friend Joy's house for a sleep over because they had not seen each other in quite a while. Joy lived towns away, so of course they did not attend the same school. They had kind of grown apart with time, but still very much enjoyed each other's company and would be eager to catch up...
The elevator doors closed and Layla could feel her panties getting soaked from all the sexual tension in the air. It's what happened to her anytime HE was around. Just a look, a touch, or the sound of his voice could send her right over the edge! Being this close to him in the small elevator was almost more than she could take! He, in this case, was her co-...
Hello everyone, First of all I really have to apologize for how long it's taken to post chapter 2. It's always my intention to write as fast as possible because I hate keeping my readers waiting. Unfortunately I didn't count on just plain old stuff happening. First I needed to get a little distance from the story and write something else. Then a bunch of "l...
She woke with a start! It was dark in the room except for the thin thread of light, cast by the moon, which painted its way across the foot of the bed. Her body was damp with sweat. Her hands were wedged between her legs, and her fingers twitched upon her oozing sex. She trembled as the orgasm caused by her unremembered dream subsided. She willed herself, u...
TUESDAY Waking up in a different bedroom every day was not really helping Layla's disillusion at what had occurred over the last few days. Had she really been invited into the home of Selena Grande, the world's most famous porn star, allowed to strut around her house nude, their dicks wagging together like eager puppy tails? Had she really fucked her in her...
My name is Rob Anderson, I'm 27 years old. I was born in Vancouver, British Columbia and now live between London and Stamford, CT. I work for the WWE, but not in the way that you would all think. I'm not a wrestler, a referee, an agent, nothing like that. I drive the superstars and divas around during any international tours due to my knowledge of cities lik...
WEDNESDAY When working nights, one gets used to sleeping in as late as necessary. While working in the coffee shop, there was nothing worse than the feeling of waking up completely rested. That invariably meant that she slept through her alarm. Layla was alarmed to be thrown out of her dream by someone rocking her back and forth by her shoulder. For a mome...