Tonight before class I forgot to grab a caffeine- and sugar-free drink from my car so I had to buy a coke from the machines. I was typing to a friend during class, when you surprised me by talking to me through Yahoo!, which I didn't know I could use from on campus. We had a sweet exchange, working out problems and phrasing caresses at each other. I paid att...
Author's note: Ahh, remember gyms? This is a slow burn with an erotic payoff, without so much as a single fuck scene. I hope you enjoy it anyway. -- I own a bicycle, a weight bench and a treadmill. My best friend runs one of those gritty cross-fit gyms out of a loading dock in an industrial park. Do I take advantage of any of this? Nope. The bike and exerc...
The big school dance was that night. Melissa planned ahead. She came there earlier that afternoon and dropped off her clothes. In a wooded area off the parking lot she placed a short skirt, tights, shoes, a blouse and a spare key to her car. She covered them over with leaves. Even the thought of what she planned excited her and caused her stomach to flutter....
**Authors Note - This is my first submission and my first try at writing something like this. A friend read it and urged me to submit it - so here goes nothing. :D ** * We've been through this before -- meet in a parking lot, keep our distance from each other and just talk. It's the same pattern that we've dealt with for five years. This time, though, I'm...
The young black stud remained by the pool for only an hour this time. The unintentional tension in the air caused by this black stud was obviously making all 13 of us white husbands feel uncomfortable. Our pretty white wives had so many moments where they were uncharacteristically quiet and somber, yet they tried to keep some form of communication inside t...
Runner's High Step. Step. Step. The monotonous rhythm of my feet on the forest floor hardly registered anymore. I felt my heels sink a little in the soft ground then my body moved forward and pressed the balls of each foot until finally my toes touched the ground and I pushed off to make my body maintain its speed. Slight pain registered in my legs, indi...
If Kelli Zellers had a fault, it was the fact that she couldn't easily say the word, "No". It was a trait borne somewhat out of her DNA, her Mother was such a sweet woman that most who knew her thought she was a prime candidate for Sainthood. Between the selflessness Kelli showed with her Husband and two daughters over the years, not to mention her chosen ca...
I had been sitting in the Wendy's parking lot for about five minutes, and I was getting nervous. What if she decided to eat somewhere else today? Then all my carefully made plans would be for nothing. Finally I saw her car pull into the lot and stop in the drive through line. Now I was nervous for a different reason. I got out of my car and walked across th...
Kelsey had a Chemistry exam tomorrow. That's why she had ditched English-so she could study. She was the only nerd she knew who ditched class to hang out in the library with textbooks. But being a Biology major wasn't easy, especially since every B she earned jeopardized her admission to medical school. And she sucked at Chemistry. So study she did. It was h...
No, I don't mean it like that, in the sense that she's a slut, or loose with guys, in the way you might refer to somebody who was promiscuous in high school, or in the way it's fashionable for young ladies now to refer to each other as "bitch" or "ho." Rather, she is a genuine whore - that is, a prostitute, who makes her living by having sex with men in exch...