The alarm clock clicks on and a slightly manic voice comes out of the speakers, "Good morning, I am the saviour of Radio 1, the one and only Chris Moyes", "Bugger, that means it's Monday morning and I've got to get my ass out of bed for work" I tell myself! I role over in bed and hit the snooze button, "Ten more minutes and I'll get up" I say to myself. Jus...
All characters are of legal age. ***** Across from me, Glenda was rising from Mick's cock to stand unsteadily beside him. She looked around at Clare and crooked a finger at her. "Here," she said. "It's your turn for the tilt-a-whirl." We all laughed as she managed to sit down on some cushions beside Tom. I saw them cuddle each other as they exchanged a...
I was exhausted. Soon after I came I dropped next to her and surprisingly fell into sound sleep. I did not dream that night. It was still dark when I woke up or rather when she woke me up. The first thing I saw were the red digits of a digital clock next to the bed displaying 6:50 AM. I looked down and as my vision slowly adjusted I realized what was happen...
Ever since that night, James and I have been texting back and forth everyday, exchanging nudes and talking dirty with each other. I've even gotten to the point of texting him in bed when my husband is sleeping right next to me. Hell, I've even sent him a picture of my tits in bed with my husband sleeping in the picture! Ever since we fucked, I've found mys...
True story ... It was the first weekend after a crazy Halloween party that my girlfriend and I split up. Apparently she hadn't liked me scheming on her pretty room mate / cousin. I can't understand why! So, on the rebound - went to the bar to meet up with a few friends. This small southern town can't support two bars which made it convenient; all your frien...
Chapter 3: Carmen's Story Someone once told me that your life is fated. And that everything that is destined to be, will be. I didn't like that, and until recently thought it rubbish and didn't want to believe it. Yet on talking to someone and through a number of soul searching experiences it occurs to me that every person you meet who you grow to care for...
I'm not supposed to be here. It's after hours, everyone's gone, but that's what makes this so exciting. I came in under the pretense of needing new glasses, which is true, but I made my appointment for the last one of the day. I'm hoping to get some individualized attention, as I've been promised. The last patient left about 20 minutes ago and after several...
Norma arrived home and immediately went to the bedroom to begin undressing. It had been a long week at work. She unbuttoned her blouse, threw it to the bed and wriggled out of her skirt. Standing in her panties, bra and heels she admired her slim figure in the full length mirror. As she looked at her reflection she undid the clip in her blonde hair allowing...
He leaned, causal-like against the faux marble column near the backdoor of the gallery, pondering a photograph of a dark haired, blue-eyed girl; legs splayed playing a game of jax and ball on a damp city street. Something about the look in her eyes, they still held on to some kind of innocence. The back door opened, a stray ray of streetlights speckled ref...
Fenella McLeod was a respectable married lady. At least, she was married to a man who was – James liked to describe it – 'something in the city.' And her family was an old Scottish one, of impeccable lineage. It occasionally weighed heavy upon her, because she was twenty eight years of age, slim and attractive in a very Scottish way, with long, straight, sil...