I turned the key in the lock on the front door. My cock was already throbbing in anticipation at what might await me inside. It was the last Friday night of the month and the kids were staying over at their grandparents. I had just stopped for a couple of drinks with some work colleagues on the way home. I could hear soft music playing in the lounge and thr...
Nice Christmas present. Really. And to think that I only got you a necklace. You certainly got my attention, Love. I did not think that you were serious when you said that you would put your "confessions" on-line. I guess that I was wrong. AND, I had no idea that your Back to College went on any longer than you had told me. Obviously, I had no reason to dist...
You understand now, don't you? That to be a bitch is not all about the fuck. Even if the fuck is everything, my darlings. But remember, patience makes the bitch. And you will need to be. Patient. which is something that straight men are too lazy, too intellectually fat to understand. Why a whore shouldn't respect them. They are not cocks, just dicks. So m...
Author's Note: This started as a fun RP between me and a... hmmmm i'll call him a friend lol It escalated to this after I was naughty trying to turn him on by sending what I would like to happen in such a situation as written here, but it was so good I decided to turn it into a story. I hope you all like it cuz I freakin' love it! He's also my editor for...
Jimmy yawned as he roused from his casual slumber, stretching his arms and his legs the best he could in the cramped confines of the seat. He was so exhausted that his body and mind gave into sleep. Recently he had been working many late nights at the office putting in twelve hours or more each passing day, not to mention the long rides on the bus. The only...
Her red lipstick reflected the dim ray of light creeping in from the mail slot in the front door. She knelt near the tiny brass hinged letter door and tried to focus on the word stamped across it "MAIL." "Funny," she giggled, to no one but the rolling camera. He always came home promptly at 5:30. Always would most likely, and when he did get home she was th...
So I told you I had been allowed to take osteology as a sophomore. That's because I'm good at biology. I also told you about screwing the teaching assistant, and how he didn't believe my father whipped me for not using a condom. Then I had to get my sister Jessica to fuck him to prove I wasn't making it all up. It was confusing, and I suggest you read my ear...
Now I know I’ve mentioned some of my more unusual rooms, and so I’ll share a story of how I took my first customer to room four. The number 4 has always been my lucky number, and so I made this room especially for me. I don’t normally take clients either, but when Mr Jones walked through my door I couldn’t refuse. He was solid looking – not fat – and dark....
Again I am abruptly interrupted. I do not want to go to some stupid conference room, not now. I don't want to go anywhere, don't want to do anything. I just want to think of you, of last night. Last night, you and me, desperately horny, all over each other already in the taxi, tongues deep in each other's mouths, your hands everywhere on my body. Before I k...
Carly walked over to the window, and gazed out at the night and the glittering lights of the city, leading to the water. Far below her she could see traffic moving in the street in front of the hotel. She sipped her wine, watching and patiently waiting. The music drifted through the room - she had been happy to find an adapter cable in the nightstand drawer...