The front door opens. Just a crack. The gold-plated security chain pulls tight. A face peeks past the edge tilted at a forty-five-degree angle. A waterfall of straight, black hair rushes down several inches past her shoulders angling away from her face. Her deep, dark eyes intriguing in their blackness. "Brandon?" she quizzes. "Yes. Brandon Beasley. . . Di...
So it's getting closer to Christmas and I've ordered the last of the presents online hoping they will arrive today just in time to take on our early Christmas long weekend as we have a prior engagement with his family on Christmas, therefore it's my family this weekend and I have so much to do. First thing this morning it's off to the beautician to ensure...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the story of Xena and Gabrielle following "A Friend in Need". It is extremely subtext-friendly. If two women showing their love for one another is not your cup of tea, please find another story you'd like to read. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the series, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to s...
I was tired of the same old thing. Pose like this, pose like that, hold that pose for five minutes, now move like this. These were my instructions for two hours a day, five days a week. My mind was numb from the boredom and the twenty bucks an hour I was getting wasn't much compensation. Being a nude model for a college art class was no fun at all. When I fi...
I waited five minutes, took off the trench coat and began to descend down to the dock/pier. The conservative people on their yachts and groups of guys BBQing on the backs of their boats had to pick their jaws up off the floor at the sight of me. I wasn't certain whether they knew I was a guy or thought I was a prostitute, but what was certain was that every...
Traci shakes her head, spraying sweet perspiration over the couch. “No, Never. This was my first time. My first fuck was horrible, but this was fantastic. How about you, Karla? How many young girls have you had?” Karla blushes and admits, “This is my first time, too. But it won’t be my last. Don’t get me wrong. Fucking my husband is wonderful, but t...
"Karen, would you step into my office please?" I looked up from the stack of policy documents piled up on desk. The newly formed insurance company that we worked for was having a lot of success with various life policies designed to beat the regulations imposed by the current government. I was the designated supervisor of the section. Frank, my line manager...
My wife has never been very open about her past sexual experiences. She had told me about a couple of her previous lovers, but with only minor details. It turns me on to hear about her previous lovers, but I know there has to be more. So when the opportunity arose, I took it, and asked one of her best friends about it. After convincing DeeAnn that I would no...
I was almost asleep when I heard, "Psst, slut!" at the edge of my cell. I moved, startled, confused, and then blushed deeply in the dark as I lifted my head. The light of a bright moon shone in through the dark space so that I saw the night guard, Jorge, that caught me masturbating the other night and another guy with him looking at me. "This is Max," Jorge...
"So, how do you like New York?" Martin Roberts was determined not to ask this beautiful woman any of the typical questions Americans asked Australians-nothing about kangaroos or Vegemite or sharks. That left him a bit stumped, however. "It's great, it's great," Miranda Kelly smiled in between bites of her chicken salad. "I always dreamed of being in New Yo...