I was on the pull that night, and I did warm a bloke's sheets by day's end, but it was also the evening I met him. He is out of place, I thought. He didn't fit the room. The pub was crowded with Canary Wharf city-boys — and he was one of the clique too — but unlike his colleagues, his suit fit. But it wasn't just his tailoring that set him apart, or his st...
"Holly, hold your breasts up. That's it honey. Squeeze the nipples between your fingers. Make them hard for me, sweetie." Jason lifted and pushed his soft breasts together, squeezed the small dark nipples, and hurriedly looked up to see if what he was doing was okay. He really wanted what he was doing to be okay. It was dreadfully important to be okay. Kare...
Special Thanks to April Rose who edited my story. ***** I vividly remember the day when I joined Jet Airways as an Air-hostess. I still remember that wonderful moment when my name was called and I was selected. Though my parents were not in favor of the idea, I still took that leap of faith, knowing I had all the traits to make it big in this profession: I...
I loved teaching and my students. Out of the hundred or so students I taught each semester I would make friends with a few of them. Our relationships stayed professional and I made it a point to not socialize with them until they were no longer my student. I usually dreaded the end of the semester, but that year I couldn't wait for it to end. Paula bought t...
Don't miss this modern fable. It's a fictional story, has nothing in common with reality. Please don't suppose anything; I give you only original stories. For local flavor, I used English and London words and phrases. (Example bare means a lot, fag= cigarette.) ***** First chapter For today we have two couples who lived in Chiswick, where rents are high...
Two naked bodies were caught in a lover's pretzel twist, smacking their hands all over each other. Legs grinded, lips became locked in a furious hold, and many moans were had. Clothes had already come flying off, pants and shirts and underwear. All that remained were two sweaty fuckbirds who had an itch to scratch. It was something I so badly wanted to scra...
Venise -- or how to become a closet pornstar In Parts One and Two, we met our heroin, Vita, eighteen years of age, when she reinvented herself as Venise, budding pornstar, with the help of her class nerd James. Together, they shot four videos so far, one focussing on her cunt, another of her doing a striptease, a third focussing on her rear view and one whe...
Cristina Baisden was back in Williamson. Williamson, West Virginia. And no matter how often she reminded herself of the last 19 years, she couldn't shake the feeling that she had never left. When her boss took her in his office to give her a new assignment, her mind refused to believe what her ears had so clearly heard. Cristina worked for a large drugstor...
"I wondered if I would see you at all this weekend," Jenn said as Elle shut the door behind her. She had only just arrived back at the flat after her overnight stay at Jack's, and Elle could tell immediately that she was about to get a lecture. Jenn did this every now and then, took exception to this or that and launched into a lengthy tirade against whoev...
A story of pain and humiliation. If you're a sensitive guy with an empathetic penis, probably not the story for you. This is a short one, just a one timer. Leave comments, leave your love, leave suggestions, leave constructive criticism. Anything unnecessary, nit-picky or rude will be deleted however. ***** She says that the only thing different abou...