THREE Standing in front of her dressing table, toweling dry after a long relax in scented bathwater, Betsy Milton-Stewart relished her post-coitus feeling of fulfillment. She'd been well-filled without doubt, as Kenny McBride was a very developed man. She grinned thinking that if she were to have a permanently stretched mouth and vagina, she'd rather fan...
There was no let-up. Three orgasms were chump change for Dan, and he was as firm and hard as he had been throughout the day, when he was on the Donkey dime. The last one, the dual masturbation, had been special, even though he lost, for he got to measure up against Johnny, and his sister was looking at him the entire time he beat. How the hell could he have...
The tapping of the keys was the only sound in the office. I had the door closed so Maggie had no clue. She thought I was working on the Myers report which she told me was due to her sometime today. Actually, that report was done but the cover was good for finishing the last chapter in my book. With a glance at the closed door, I grinned to myself and began o...
As was the case for so many people these days, Kenny was struggling to make ends meet. The past several years had become progressively worse regarding finances, and Sarah realized she would have to find work if they were going to maintain some semblance of a comfortable lifestyle. She had tried clerical work, but only the younger girls seemed to get the jobs...
With innovation came success. Success led to public attention, and attention brought scrutiny. With scrutiny came the worst blight of all: lawyers. On a Tuesday I walked into the office to find two police detectives who wanted to speak with Dolly and me. It drove home the fact that we weren't running a small show us your naked selfies site anymore. "We nee...
She struggled with herself to wake that morning. Had she really spent the night before drinking and carousing? "Oh my god!" she thought as she examined her sore but happy body. How did she manage to get home by herself when every part of her body knew that she had not initially gone to bed alone. With that, Cherise pulled herself out of bed and stumbled dow...
Chapter two picks up immediately after chapter one. Angela and John's story concludes. At least for now. ***** Angela cried into John's shoulder, lost in eddies of doubt, confusion, fatigue and a raft of other emotions she could not identify. After what seemed like an exceptionally long time, Angela returned to herself. For reasons she could not fathom she...
Nick and I had been friends practically since we were in the womb. Are mothers were best friends and I guess it just rubbed off on us. We were born 1 month apart. We told each other everything. I'm an only child so he felt almost like a brother to me. When we were in grade school everyone would sing "Alex and Nick sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S..." When we we...
This is a flash BTB story where the wife (off stage) gets her revenge. I write these when I feel a little bit mischievous. I've done a little bit of research on this matter, and do not feel comfortable with the legality of it all. I asked several questions and got several different answers. I'm in Accounting, not Law. So, for those of you that have questio...
I walked up to the receptionist and introduced myself. "Hello," I said. "I'm Victor Jones. I have a four-thirty meeting with Denise Mitchell." She smiled back. "Just a moment, sir." She dialed and extension on her phone and announced my presence to Denise on the other end. She hung up. "Ms. Mitchell will be right with you." "Thank you very much," I rep...