It's Wednesday, 9:30am. You've been working at Glassman-Strauss since Monday, mainly filing invoices, sealing envelopes. For a temp, it's all been pretty standard work at a pretty standard desk in a pretty standard office. You've been temping for the last 3 weeks, a fallback after you lost your job in a round "streamlining". Apparently your post w...
Chapter 3 We Do It Sylvie's Way Sylvie will be fifty next year, but she is still one nice-looking woman. She keeps her light brown hair in a pixie cut. She is short, with gorgeous legs and pert little breasts. We have been married for over twenty years, and we usually had sex only once or twice a week. But this week we had done it two nights in a row. Both...
1st February 2013 Me: Hi Sylvie, did your day go well? I had your words and images on my mind all night. Sylvie: Yes a busy day today again and a late one with friends last night. I am not available really for our exchanges Friday to Sunday as this is when my usual life happens. I hope you don't mind. I look forward to continuing our new adventure on Mond...
AN: I know that this story is a bit unorthodox and quirky. But as Ursula once said, "That's what I do...that's what I liiiive fooor..." to make people's head's explode... The truth is, I was inspired by something I saw, online but I won't say anything more than that... Hopefully, someone will enjoy this latest 'masterpiece' of mine (lol). Summary: A celiba...
Anne was bored out of her skull. Family reunions usually were tedious, no doubt... but she was also horny. She had woken up from a very explicit dream with a very wet pussy, but she was already late. After a few hours of family bickering and sweltering heat, Anne was getting restless. She was sleepy, and once or twice caught herself daydreaming about her we...
I have a filthy mind. Just ask my wife Sylvie. A few months ago I was eating her pussy, and I thought it would be hot to jerk off while I licked her box. Pretty soon that became the way we usually had sex. She would sit on the edge of the bed with her knees drawn up. I would kneel between her legs and start licking her and playing with my cock at the same ti...
The day dawned cool and clear but Wendy could not see it for the beauty it beheld. You see, Wendy had a problem. She was the biggest, mouthiest bitch ever to step foot on campus. She never had a nice thing to say to anyone, for any reason. It soon got to the point where her friends hated her as much as the other students in the small college she attended. O...
This is a work of fiction. It's a multi-part story and is more for connoisseurs of erotic stories and not for those looking for quick and explicit sex. *** So here I am, first business trip abroad and staying in a hotel near Bern, Switzerland. I'm nervous because it's the first time I'll be presenting our new product to a large group of people that I've n...
"SURPRISE!" Jordan and Alaric shouted, as his mother opened the door. Finoula MacLeod put her hand to her heart in shock, and started to cry, as her newly minted daughter-in-law and her youngest son surged forward to hug her. She smacked him about the shoulders in mock anger as she pulled her daughter-in-law to her side... "You awful child! You told me tha...
All text and dialogue is translated from French. * Daniel had first glimpsed Andrée at the beginning of the occupation, when it was still all about students. She had stood on the steps of the Sorbonne, that great institution of French Enlightenment, and hollered through a megaphone that the French Enlightenment was full of shit, and that they would rise up...