Day Twelve – Feminism Flick. Flick. Rub. Rub. Flick. Rub. Twist. It didn't really strike Kelli as being odd that she was laying on the bed, stark naked, slowly and absent-mindedly masturbating. The open display of her sexuality had become second nature to her. Besides, she had much more important concerns swirling in her mind. Such as the events of the prev...
I would like to tell my readers that those looking for quick, fast and furious action will probably be better off looking elsewhere but I hope that those who want to read a good story will find this one rewarding. I hope that my Marathi speaking readers will appreciate conversations that took place in Marathi. These are recorded in italics. For the benefit...
Madison did not touch her pussy again for three days. Nor did she look at he pictures she had posted online. She didn't touch herself because she was so sore, so raw, and so satisfied that she didn't have the urge, and she didn't look at the pictures because she was afraid of what she would see. She was afraid of seeing the pictures when she was not in a sta...
I hate Darnell because he's this ridiculously huge fucking prison-yard-looking black guy. Total badass player. Owns a bar. Has money. An Escalade. Parties a lot. Loud and angry whenever he feels it's necessary. He scares the shit out of me a lot of the time. Not sure how stable he is. I never know what he's going to do next. Me on the other hand? I'm regarde...
I try to be very good since the day you took me at my word and fucked me so hard that I literally couldn't sit down for three days (which made my life rather difficult since I have an office job). You took what I wanted so much further than I thought you would that I am actually a little scared of how you might respond to any more 'special requests' as you c...
Thanks luvtaread for editing Over the next few months things went extremely smooth, almost too smooth in fact, but the four friends simply regarded it as a good luck. Wedding plans, in the capable hands of Katy and Gina, who got along almost as well with Katy and Mel as she did Ashley, progressed well. Between Gina's knowledge of the area and Katy's well ho...
I am a carpenter by trade. I usually do more specialized work such as furniture but my best friend is a contractor and I occasionally get calls from him to help out building custom fireplace mantles and trim. On one of these jobs I had come across a Ms. Jasmine Williams, a very mean and demanding lawyer, while installing a custom fireplace. She hadn't spoken...
Randy wasn't too hot on flying, and this trip was no exception. He hadn't seen his girlfriend Lisa in almost five months, and was ready to make up for lost time. The plane was almost full, and Randy watched out the window, as the baggage cars pulled away from the plane. The sky was almost dark, and Randy settled himself in for the long, cross-country flight....
You slowly read through the card again. Maybe you've read it wrong. Maybe there's a punch line further down. No. It doesn't matter how many times you read it, there's still the same two choices staring back at you. How fucked up in the head is she to think that you'd even consider staying here? It's obvious that you're going to grab your clothes and walk out...
I stood there in the mirror, contemplating what I was about it do. Do you have what it takes to do this? I asked myself. At this point, it didn't really matter. I could hear the four giggling girls downstairs and despite only having arrived a few minutes ago I knew they had started the party quite a while ago and had already had a fair amount of wine. But t...