It took a full day before Jacky even looked at the post-it note again. It was Friday morning and she sat in her small office pondering whether she should bother to send a message. She figured that she needed to at least keep things nice, but wasn't sure how she could politely reject him. She had to send something though. "Hi, Jacky Fredrick here, and I am f...
Charisma walked around the room alone as usual. It seemed these decadent, rich parties always turned out the same for a working class girl who made in a year what most of the party goers made in a day and a half. The lavish mansion ballroom was filled with the rich and selfish that only cared about her when she stood on the arm of the man who invited her, as...
As the week wore on, it became increasingly difficult to obey Master's command that I not touch myself. It was amazing, as I had never had much deSire to masturbate before, suddenly I found myself constantly craving a touch between my legs. Briefly, I even considered making an appointment to see a doctor, hoping that he or she would touch me the way Mistress...
(For additional background information, please read parts 1 & 2) When Sir finally returned, he simply stood at the end of the exam table with a hand in his pocket and the other holding a short, fat, glass of what she assumed to be liquor of some sort. He stepped closer and took a deep swig from the glass. "Spread your legs." He commanded with a voice made...
My name is Nikki Ayres, and for years I've kept the secret of my promiscuity from my friends, family, and co-workers. By day I'm the quiet, efficient account executive whom you might pass in the hallway and never give a second glance. When night time comes I yield to my insatiable lust and seek pleasure wherever and however I can find it. These are my confes...
My wife, Lizzie, is certainly no slut. She is quite reserved, elegant, has a very good job, and is responsible, mature, and sensible. However, she very much enjoys sex when she is in the right mood. When I first met her, I thought she was a bit square, prudish even. But once I got used to her reserved nature, it was clear that she just needed to establish tr...
I know that there are many of these story lines running open-ended at the moment. Be patient, because I am now sure all of these stories happen in the same universe, many at the same time. I fully expect my characters to cross from story to story in the future. I loved writing this fatass cum dumpster just as much as my soulless secretary, and I hope you...
Author's Note: The (X) Full Of Pussy stories are not consistent with each other and are not part of a larger whole. You need not have read any other story in the 'Full Of Pussy' group to understand this one. I am trying to make these fun little romps so don't go looking for a great deal of depth. And yes, I know sex in a hot tub has certain hydraulic issue...
*Author's note: This story is very different from my usual writing in that even though it's classified as Erotic Couplings and focuses on M/F, there are some limited M/M themes in the beginning of the story and later. If that makes you in any way uncomfortable, you may want to skip this one. Thanks!* ***** My purse and workbag dangled precariously off my r...
I broke up with my boyfriend Troy six months ago when I caught him cheating on me with a pretty coed from his first year Psychology class. We'd been dating through our last year of high school and into his first year of college and I was pretty torn up about it for quite some time. Fortunately I was busy with courses of my own in massage therapy and managed...