This is a bit different than most of my other posts both in how it's written and because it's really a collaborative effort. A woman who read some of my earlier posts emailed me and we got to talking about my favorite subject and, well... turns out it was one of hers too! She told me a little bit about a fantasy that she had and I decided to turn it into a s...
I stood in front of my class at 8:30 a.m. Sweat was beginning to bead on my forehead and my mouth had long gone dry. Words were not coming. My lecture was, rather, an incoherent string of babble. I could not focus, or if I could it was on the wrong thing. It was but a flash, a vision, and a split-second that I could not seem to catch. That flash happened onc...
Searching fifteen separate apartments was too much for the two of them, but the department couldn't spare anyone else. Above their heads Police Department Helijet gun-ships and VTOL sky wagons loaded with heavily armoured personnel were making their way to the docks and other trouble spots in the shattered city. "I think we should start with apartment two....
There's nothing better than fucking a married woman. Nothing. The chase, the struggle to do the right thing and giving in to the wrong thing, the secrets and danger: nothing makes me feel more alive. Whenever I met a married woman at work, at Barnes & Noble, I sized them up as to fuckability. None had interested me until she arrived. She became cafe manager...
AN: This is a side story to "Single Combat". Please read "Single Combat" and "Single Combat: the High Priestess" first if you haven't already. * "Yarei, take him to the preparation room and give him the ceremonial loincloth," ordered Queen Hippolyta, clearly trying to keep a straight face. "Yes my queen. This way please." Yarei couldn't control her mirt...
This is a Jim and Sarah story. It's just...an alternate universe. What if Sarah were older, and married, but still her helpless little self? Think it'd show? It's a pretty nasty story, but Sarah's a pretty nasty girl... Southerners will recognize the use of "Miss Sarah" as a generic respectful term; used in place of the last name. "Hi Miss Sarah." "He...
As my eyes open around 8:00am on Saturday morning, with sleep still upon me, I remembered what was planed for the day, and instinctively reach for my already moist pussy. Gliding my finger slowly across my clit, my thoughts go to what’s in store for the day. I can't wait till you arrive, I’ve dreamed all night of the possibilities ahead of me today. I realiz...
Do you know how much you turn me on? The way you were slowly sucking on my cock the other night. You made my whole body tingle up & down. It was all I could do to keep from grabbing your head with both hands & start thrusting my cock in & out of your mouth. I could fuck that sweet mouth forever, if I could keep from shooting my hot cum down the back of your...
A few weeks ago my husband shared the story about my being tied up and used by a number of black dudes. I don't know who they were. We had gone to a bar and my husband started talking back to a table full of black guys. After he said some choice words the whole table full of guys came over to our table and a shouting match ensued. My husband was more than a...
I had been dating Itza since late in the spring semester of my sophomore year at university. We met when I was dating her roommate, but a series of very fortunate events changed those relationships. Itza was an unbelievably hot girl – a tall, dark olive-skinned Latina. She enjoyed working out, and had developed a remarkable body. Itza was 5'6" and weighed on...