'I do not think it is working anymore. And I do not want to lie to you Gaurav, I think I like someone else.' It had taken me all the courage to admit the truth. I really thought it was over now. I was expecting Gaurav to get angry, throw abuses at me and that was why we were sitting in a cafe, full of people. To my amusement, he just smiled. We had been dat...
(Chapter 12) "Smoke and Shadows" (circa-1976) "Fucking Stephanie Monroe...Fucking mad woman...Fucking violent husbands," he muttered to himself, yawning into a clenched fist, keeping his eyes on the rear-view mirror, making a mental note to cross 'The Bridge Hotel' off his list of social venues. The sudden impact of the car mounting the pavement and crash...
My name is...well, call me Jessica as that was the name I used with my clients. When I turned 18 I had just finished school and didn't have a clue as to what would follow next. I was living with my aunt as my parents had divorced many years ago, and didn't have a cent to my name. Don't think for a minute that I was a drop dead gorgeous girl; I was more of...
She stood, staring at the dirt-crusted metallic doors in front of her. Her breathing slowed as she focused her thoughts and calmed her racing heart. Every time. It's the same fear every time. Her sharp eyes caught the doors vibrating against the low thrum of noise and violence barely contained beyond them. Her right ear twitched with each muffled boom. Low...
A/N: As told from the POV of Elle, a redheaded country girl turned high-end prostitute. ~ I hadn't noticed him at first. He was so quiet, sitting there at the back of the room, that I just sort of forgot he existed. It never occurred to me that the lanky, sunburnt, wide-eyed kid was the most important person in the room. He had a forgettable kind of face,...
The art of oral pleasure goes far beyond the three T's: tips, tricks and techniques. They can be useful, sure, and definitely fun to learn and try. But tips and tricks are just that – and employing them without any true emotion leaves a woman feeling like a whore (and not in a good way) or a drone/robot, and a man feeling empty - literally and figuratively,...
Hello there! My name is Mistress Sugar, and I want to tell you about the time I held a blow job school. A blow job school, what the hell is that? Well, you see I had a resort type of thing where we did all sorts of workshops, working with heteroflexible people. But once I got married, I decided I would do workshops in other things, and I put the word out the...
Carrie Underwood crossed the luxury penthouse suite and opened the door. Stood patiently in the hallway were six young African Americans; each one bigger, burlier and blacker than the last. Some wore tight white tank tops, others sported Memphis Grizzlies jerseys; the sleeveless garments showing off their impressive bulk and considerable musculature. Bicep...
He looked down at the middle aged Asian professor as she struggled to take his large black cock into her mouth. Her tiny sharp features contorted from her efforts. He thought that her condescending mouth had been at last put to good work. And even though neither said anything, to his joy and her condemnation they both knew this was only the beginning. Linda...
Here is the continuation of my previous story. Comments and suggestions will be listened to, but these stories are made for my girlfriend foremost. feel free to comment and rate. thank you for reading. ^_^ Liicha and Lynx had fallen asleep on his couch, though Lynx was the first to wake and dress. Fur still covered his forearms and legs, not like hai...