Catherine shuddered one last time, her body tensing. Her hips thrust forward, her ass and pussy spread wide over Devon's well used face. Her cheerleader skirt covered any evidence of him now. She wasn't sure if he was awake or conscious. Hopefully not dead. She had lost track of him during the orgasm, one of the best she'd ever had. She still couldn't believ...
Savin I landed again in US on business. My love Flo had given standing instructions to me to contact me as soon as I landed. I had done that and she had fixed an evening for us together. She had booked tickets for a very hot film at a nearby cinema hall. After the film we were to return to Flora's house where she had planned our dinner. Naturally a stormy l...
The California Board of Education meeting once again ran late into the night. The stale air became stifling in the August evening as the air conditioning units had been shut down over an hour ago. Tempers started to flare, as discussions had become as hot as the California sunshine. Arguments were heard and heard again with no end in sight. "Look," said the...
Reggie woke an hour later, surprised that they had slept at all. She wriggled out of the embrace, which had entirely too many arms, and slipped into her clothes. Both Georgina and Judith were still sound asleep. Judith the strong woman, who succeeded in the male dominated world of publishing, was snuggled under Georgina's chin, as if seeking comfort. Reggie...
During my whole life, I have been attracted by women some people like to call sluts. I like to call them goddesses. My first encounter with one of those goddesses was when I was 18. Here's what happened. It was my senior year in high school, and as it is with every red blooded male, I was very much into sex. I had had my share of girls until then, and wasn'...
Every Tuesday we'd meet for lunch at Del's, you know the place, that little Coffee shop over on 4th Avenue. We'd always get this same table in the deserted back room; no one would bother us there. The waitresses wouldn't hassle you, because they knew we were good for a nice tip and beside, by the afternoon, we practically had the whole place to ourselves. So...
Hunting was not the high-octane thrill many made it out to be. Hunting required patience. It required concentration. Above all, it required a clear head. So Mera cut off communications with her support team. She didn't need them speaking into her ear every few moments. It was distracting. And perhaps annoying as well. Arthur, bless his brave soul, wouldn't a...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. * Beep... Beep... Beep... The gentle but insistent sound of the alarm nudged Jen from sleep to wakefulness. She tried to roll over but the bed was too crowded, and, as the last shreds of sleep fell from her, she remembered where she was and why Sally was with her sh...
Sunday morning was slipping into afternoon when I awoke in Julia's room. I looked at the ceiling for a few moments until my brain caught up with the rest of me, and memories of the previous 24 hours came flooding back. But for the fact that I was in Julia's bed and ached in places I didn't even know I had, the events of Saturday seemed almost unreal. Had I r...
I stole a quick glance at my watch. Just one minute left on my shift -- thankfully. Barista-ing for eight hours straight was not the most pleasant way to spend a Saturday, but as a college freshman, it had to be done -- I had limited hours available during the week because of classes and studying. A female customer entered. I put on my best customer-servic...