She hated working the late shift. She sat at her desk, her office all locked up to be safe, until 2am just in case there were any emergencies. It was a dreary Monday evening, the complex absolutely silent, as the last person had gone home about half an hour before, so when her phone rang, it gave her quite a fright. "Are you on late shift this week?" he ask...
While Vickie stood in front of me after riding me until she came, she slowly widened her stance, sliding closer to me until I could nuzzle my face between her legs. Her pubic hair was damp and I could smell her fragrance with each breath. Leaning closer, I worked my tongue around the bit in my mouth and ran it over her lips. It was difficult with the bridle...
I just couldn't help it. I was sitting here, messing about on the Internet like I usually do, curled up on the couch with my laptop, wearing a tight top and those little boxers you love my ass in. I started reading stories, like I sometimes do -- more often than not just to see how well written they are, but sometimes for fun. Today I was proof-reading, wh...
On Saturday night, I crawled into bed beside my girlfriend, Jessica. She was lying on her left side, facing away from me, wearing nothing but her favorite white silk lace panties. Jessica is 22 years old. She's about 5'2", and she has shoulder-length, curly blond hair. She has perky, C-cup breasts, and nice squishy ass. In these particular panties, her ass c...
Sara laughed seeing the headline. "Ananya Pandey and Kartik Aaryan spotted together: Is it over between Sara and Kartik?" If only they knew the truth. If only they knew what happened that night... Sara was a little surprised when she saw the call. It was from Kartik. "Hello Kartik! Wassup?" "Hey babe, you back from the promotional trip. Busy tonight?" he...
She had woke in a rather sexy mood that Tuesday morning, and although she knew she had quite a bit of work to do, she chose to dress according to her mood. She went to her bureau drawer and pulled out a black lace bustier’, matching garter belt, and g string. Watching herself in the mirror, she admired her own image as she put the bustier’ on. Once she had...
Things were getting flirty with someone I was corresponding with online on an anonymous social-networking site. I had never done a correspondence quite like this before. Back when I was single, I had done some internet dating. As someone who likes to express myself in writing, and who also really appreciates it when someone takes the time to write to me, int...
That evening Patsy found herself in the downstairs TV room, lying on the couch still thinking distractedly of what had happened that day. After a nap with dreams full of replays of her tickle session, she had lay on the bed still feeling their tickling fingers all over her, her own fingers mimicking their action. After a little while she rolled off the bed t...
The black Corvette stopped outside the Marriot. It was a hot, humid summer night in North Carolina. Two women stepped out of the car, one in her late twenties and one in her early forties. Amber, the younger woman was short with short curly brown hair and ample curves that proudly displayed her Latina heritage. Tina, the older woman, was even shorter, with s...
On the second day of our little rendezvous in Portland, we decided to explore the streets of the city. You're wearing an adorable little white skirt that contrasts your smooth brown legs and a colorful top. Try as I might, I can't take my eyes of your delectable ass, so I let you walk in front, leading the way. A few hours of shops and museums later, we dec...