I had to get the new password for the WiFi from the receptionist at the hostel I am staying at so I went up 16 stairs from the basement kitchen and made my way to the office. She was sitting down in front of the window and greeted me and asked how I was. I noticed she was wearing a shirt revealing her cleavage. Although it seemed like she is 10 years older a...
I was sitting at the table, nearly finished reading a chapter of the history textbook, when I heard a key in the lock. I looked up and watched as my girlfriend entered our off-campus apartment, looking very much like an oversize wet poodle carrying a backpack. I told her as much. "Yeah, fuck you, too!" she said sarcastically in response. Then she produce...
I loved gymnastics when I was a kid and specialized in the floor exercise with tumbling and bounding. Competitions for little kids weren't highly competitive where I lived. If someone was headed to the Olympics or something, they probably moved away to work with a dedicated trainer. My trainer was a high school gym coach who moonlighted for extra money. I d...
"Feel like a shower?" she asks, raising a brow. His eyes go wide, "is she for real?" They've been together a few months, but her playfulness still surprises him on occasion. She stands, grasping his hands and dragging him to his feet. She backs toward the bathroom, crooking her finger and giving that patented "come hither" look. "Be right there," he notes...
Carl moved over in the bathroom as Layla opened up the fogged glass doors to the shower stall and slipped in, closing them behind her. He tried not to watch as she began to run the water. And when the showerhead began to pour down onto her slender, naked form, he kept his eyes forward, facing the bathroom mirror and brushing his teeth. He minded his own busi...
I woke up in a puddle of sticky cum. It had pooled between us as we had slept, spooning on couch, while our partners slept blissfully unaware in their own rooms. Thank fuck I was a light sleeper, and the morning birdsong had woken me up before anyone could stumble out into the living room, where the evidence of our indiscretion was everywhere. I could hear...
Leila woke up to another uneasy morning; alarm clock ringing, feeling very hot and moist even though its autumn and dry cooler weather is rolling in, it did not help that her dying fan isn't providing the amount of comfort she needs. Leila turned over to the left and slammed her right palm on the alarm clock, pushing down so hard it almost fell off her desk....
Cherylann, I call her CA, is a neighbor of mine for about a year now. My name is Stan and we cross each other's path occasionally; getting our mail, the newspaper, or coming/going to work. We had exchanged names and pleasantries but never spoke more than a few words at a time, since she was very shy and reserved. Her attire was demure also; much like you'd e...
This story is the continuation of Kristy Meets Dad. * "What in the fuck have I done?" Doug Anderson's mind is racing as the warm water runs over his broad shoulders and down his body. Images of his daughter Brandi and her friend, well, honestly, her girlfriend Kristy burn behind his eyes--naked bodies writhing on his living-room floor. His lovely daughter...
Chapter 1 - Peggy: Clogging the Pipes Peggy Taylor had just moved into Juno Terrace. Her husband, Eric, had died while serving in the U.S. Army in Iraq. She had moved into the apartments after she could no longer afford her mortgage. Even though she was childless, the complex also gave discounts to widows of deceased veterans. She was lucky to avoid bankrup...