The emergency room at a hospital is problem the most stressful place a person can work. I spent three years working the grave yard shift in an ER after I got out of medical school about ten years ago. I can remember the many stressful early morning emergencies that came through the hospital doors to no end. But every once in awhile there would be calm in t...
“Do you really want me to?” “Sure honey,” Dave assured his wife of fifteen years. “Look, if I didn’t want you to, I wouldn’t have asked you.” Jill gazed at her husband. She loved him more than ever. Her senses tingled at the mere thought of it all. After spending six-and-a-half hours browsing chat-rooms followed by reading more than fifty emails, they had...
Roge knew I fantasised about having two men together, about him telling me what to do and telling the other guy what he could do to me. It's all about being an object of sexual pleasure. He knew that. Before we went to work that morning he had told me that he would share me with his boss, Ian, that evening. I had not spoken more than a few words of greeting...
On his way to the office, Vernon would stop by the newspaper stand to visit with Rosie. Rosie, a plump British woman, always asked Vernon how he was keepin' with an accent that made Vernon think she really meant it. She came across, at least to Vernon, as very appropriate for her job. She stood behind, or beside her newspaper stand, in her floral shift dre...
A lot of people think that only young folks have sex. I'd advise you not to believe in any of this crap. Older folks can have perfectly satisfactory sex lives. My name is John and I have a story to tell you. I'm a forty-six-year-old African-American male, standing six feet two inches tall, lean, with dark brown skin and curly black hair. I was once a sergean...
My name is Cordelia Hall O'Hara. Friends call me Cordy, for short. I'm a tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Easton, in southeastern Massachusetts. By day, I'm a patrol supervisor with the Massachusetts State Police. By night, well, you'll soon be getting the whole bloody idea. Tonight, my beloved husband Paul O'Hara, (my favo...
The crazy shit that women do never ceases to amaze me. And I am a woman. The name is Mercy Jane Perkins. My friends call me M.J. Who am I? A six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, chubby and big-bottomed Englishwoman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I am forty three years old. And right now I'm dominating the hell out of a Black woman who w...
Lisbeth was bored. She idly went through the motions of straightening the shelves of the upscale boutique where she worked on this dreary Thursday morning. Lisbeth was twenty-four and she married less than two years ago, having come from her native Denmark as an au pair originally. The Georgetown lawyer to whom she was married treated her as a trophy wife, i...
As you have probably figured out, I really get off fucking a girl with a bud of mine. This time around, Mickey, a bud of mine, and I found out just how horny the girls' soccer team players can get. It was our senior year, and Mickey and I were close buds ever since we both turned 18 and started going to the porn stores together (not those stores, either). Ou...
Like a battlefield, the green felt table waited. On a plain where countless skirmishes have been won and lost, two pairs, both made up of one guy and one girl, prepare to make friendly war on each other. The social aspect of the game is enough to offset the lust for victory, although all of them know that as the night progresses, missed shots will grow more...