My body felt alive again. Leaving that bookstore, I was both sexually drained and in a state of high arousal. I took a ride share to pick up Marissa and the same guy was nice enough to take me home as well. When I first stepped into his car I saw his nostrils flare. I smelled of my lust. I would keep seeing his eyes dart up into his rear view mirror to look...
It’s hot and muggy, and I’m tired. All I want is a cool shower and a nap. I stand under the spray a long time, gradually feeling my skin cool. I run soapy hands over my big belly and large breasts. I love the feeling. I used to hate this body for it’s unrelenting curves. Used to lie awake at night praying for a flat stomach and tight hard ass. Until I m...
Hi, I am Sweety, and I work in a 9-5 job and roam in the weekends. We have an awesome group in my company and were planning a trip for 2 days. So we had planned a trip for 13 people and 4 of us were girls and 9 guys. On the previous day, one guy and 3 other girls except me backed out for various reasons. And we were 9 left. I had an awkward feeling to go w...
The deep brown hues of her eyes glittered with the threat of tears that needed to spill. Her cheeks were pink with frustration at the inability to release them and she was at her wits end. Rubbing her aching palms she tried to get the phantom pain to release itself, but she knew better, it wasn't anything physical, but mental - emotional really. Pain rose in...
As Keisha made her way to the lingerie shop, which was a short walk across town, in the mall, the feeling of the small pickling cucumber she had stuffed in her juicy hole was making her feel unbelievably aroused. The feeling of it slipping in and out of her as she walked was like being fucked as she walked along. Her face was flushed, she hoped nobody could...
My name is Emma Knocks, but you can call me Noxxie. At least, that's what the sign on my door says. Noxxie is what most of my clients call me. But they're not compelled to. Some of them call me a whore or a slut. Some call me a toilet, a urinal, a trash can or dustbin, a Zender or a Vaginbond. It doesn't matter to me. I'm Noxxie to me, and I'm the wildest o...
It is New Year's morning and you are badly hung-over after celebrating well into the early morning hours, but I can't help teasing you mercilessly..... "HOW'S YOUR HEAD THIS MORNING, HONEY? FEELIN' REEEAAALLL GOOD?!" I giggle at you as you cringe and pull a pillow over your head. I tug at the pillow just to tease you and the tug-of-war is on! We both grip...
In the Eighties, when I broke up with the wife, I needed a place, fast. Since she looted the bank accounts, I didn't have much capital to work with, so I was thrilled when a friend told me about a one-bedroom apartment over a store-front. It wasn't much to look at, but it was home. Thanks to friend's generosity and full garages, I was able to muster the basi...
The gray sky churns, and rain comes down in sparse, heavy drops. I can feel the wind through my threadbare coat. We can't spend another night outside. It's been about five months since people started getting sick. Some kind of flesh-eating bacteria that targets the brain. It took over people's bodies, like that fungus that hijacks carpenter ants and turns t...
Cindy was a thirty-one year old submissive involved in her first R/T relationship. Her Master was strict but a very loving older man. It was Saturday afternoon when Cindy decided to take advantage of the quietness in the house. Rick was next door helping the neighbors and her children were at her ex-husbands for the weekend. Cindy's chores were done and no...