He was so good looking. All the girls had crushes on him and vied for his attention, smiling at him, and flirting whenever they got the chance. I'm sure half the girls made themselves cum, just thinking about fucking him. I know I sure did! I'm talking about Todd, the trainer for the sports program here at Springdale High School. He was in his mid 20's, was...
Necoma sighed and looked around the empty bar. Sounds of celebration drifted in from the streets. "I'm starting to really dislike Mardi Gras." She glanced over at Alyssa when she heard a gasp. "What?" "That's blasphemous, Nicki. Don't let anyone else in the city hear you." She climbed up on the bar. "I wanna dance. Dance with me, Nicki." She motioned her fr...
Mrs. Compton & Nicki I made use of Warren's computer after leaving Noreen's room. It wasn't difficult to find some things out about Bruce Compton, the S&M bastard who got off abusing young girls like Noreen. I even found several pictures of Brucie and his lovely wife, Sylvie, including one with her in a bikini by what may have been their pool. I called Wa...
I'd like to thank Randi for her editorial support and her great help and inspiration. ***** Mike Cooper was angry. No, fuck that shit! Mike Cooper was, what was that expression? Yeah, he was 'incandescent with rage'. There was absolutely no fucking need for what had happened. Yeah, okay, so his wife was, shit, had been, a cheating, duplicitous, conniving...
"Russ, it just gets so frustrating sometimes," Nicki said with exasperation in her voice. "Bill isn't much into foreplay. He just wants to fuck, with no loving prelude. It's just not the way I get into making love." I was talking to Russ, my nextdoor neighbor and someone I've known for a long time. He, his wife Jenny, Bill, and I have been friends and have...
Copyright (c) 2018 James Miehoff, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. --------- This is one of a series of stories set in what I call Universe-J. Universe-J is very much like this universe with a few exceptions. First the people tend to be a little more sexual and less hung up on sex that...
Day I I step into the elevator and press "down," checking my tie in the mirror. It's a little crooked so I tighten it up and give myself a little smirk. Lunchtime! And no clients I have to entertain. Today I get to choose my own restaurant! Where to go? Chipotle is always fun, but crowded. Jimmy John's is tasty, too, though a long walk. The women who work i...
I had moved into my new dorm without a problem and without giving myself too much of a pat on the back it was fair to say everybody loved me. I threw the parties, I did the shots, I listened to the problems, and I flirted with them all. I had played the social game and won easily. Now was the time to reap the rewards of my position at the top of the social l...
The moment she left he called his florist, and had flowers sent to his girlfriend. He felt a little silly; being so attracted to a client. She obviously hated him. Maybe that was why it was thrilling. She was a challenge. No one was a challenge anymore. Maybe he could get between her legs, but her heart? She would keep that safe from him. So he sent flowers...
Thanks to Sammi Scott, aka Titsy McYarn, the Cute at the Heart of the Abyss for her help and valuable critique. Bounteous thanks to Kevin for his incredibly thorough critiquing and voluminous notes. Thanks to Sensual Curves for her help in proofreading. Thanks to my wife for handling the editing duties on this chapter. After you've read this, if you have a...