Its 5 pm - I was told to eat well before coming. Up in the elevator to the third floor, I walk past a family in bathing suits and towels headed downstairs. I pass the rooms... 311, 313, 315, 317. I knock. Master answers the door and looks handsome in his dress shirt and pants, neatly pressed. The collar of his shirt is unbuttoned, and I see his skin. I sigh...
She walked into my bar for the first time. I knew just which table she would aim for. CCC, they called it -- the Cheating Cunts Club. CC Clubbers were of any race, class, or looks. Somewhere between elegant and shoddy, noticeable or not, whatever. Nothing identified them but a shared expression. It is not too subtle. It is a tension, a certain set of eyes...
Author's Note: This has been intentionally written to work as a stand-alone story, as I know many prefer one-shots. However, it is also the fourth chapter of my 'Adventures in Teenage Hormones' series, so if you like it feel free to check out the others. The following is based on real events, though the details are fictionalised. Disclaimer: this story took...
My face pummeled the couch, muffling my cries, until he ripped me from the couch and threw me on the floor, slamming into my pussy again. I can still see his face, glistening with sweat, eyes full of something darker than aggression, something that looked suspiciously like hate, staring as though he was looking through me at something else. I was really surp...
Mark kissed the top of his wife's generous hip roll. Then his lips moved down to the fleshy valley of her waist. He wanted Kara so badly he actually considered lubing up and penetrating her while she slept. Her body lay before him in bed's center semi-fetal, like a pale comma on the dark surface. He could penetrate her from behind, or attempt to. But he cou...
Rosa inspires John's imagination and they wind up at a porno cinema. Rosa becomes John's slave. John becomes Rosa's slave. John learns that Rosa has a confidante. 05.22.2018 John: whisper: hi, Rosa. i am here. Rosa: hey Rosa: daddy Rosa: o poppy Rosa: hru? John: good. how is my Rosa girl? Rosa: excellent daddy waiting for you to arrive that such y...
3 "Thanks Sare, I owe you one. What are you doing tonight? I need a drink or 5, and I'd prefer to actually drink them and not wear them" I said as we were checking out before leaving for the night. Sarah laughed and promised to make sure I got laid tonight. I grabbed my purse and headed to my car. When I got in I finally checked my phone. I had a new text...
Storyline was brought up when I was chatting with a friend. She was snowed in and at home the day we were chatting. Bits and pieces are close to real life but have been modified to fit the story! ——— I walk into the bedroom, there I see you standing. Looking into the floor length mirror, wearing one of your form fitting shirts. Your tush sticking out from...
"You mean we never made out?" Lisanne asked while placing her drink on the patio table then sitting back in the wicker chair with a puzzled look on her face. Brett raised an eyebrow while continuing to sip from his chilled glass of bourbon and realized something was amiss. "Never?" she asked playfully, as she eyed him up and down, and undressed him with h...
Mrs. Quill timed her well coordinated thrusts with the DJs music downstairs. Her subdued victim didn't take long to surrender. As his gushing sea of reluctant passion oozed out, she expertly maneuvered herself to absorb him. He helplessly croaked as his captor wrenched her fleshy walls and moaned in delight. Sowing the seeds of a newfound sexual relationship...