Candace Biggerstaff sat at her security desk, scanning the monitors for ... well, nothing really. Friday evenings at the Wasserman building were typically nothing more than a one-way flow of businessmen and women who simply could not get out soon enough. Sure, there were always the ones who worked later into the evenings, but even they were fewer on a holida...
Jared looked into the rear view mirror studying the flames. They seemed to be following him down the long, narrow country road. "Damn, if the winds change we'll be screwed," he thought as he drove deeper into the canyon. This section of the canyon had sprouted up cabins over the past 4 years for people wanting to leave the city. Forests burn, they need to bu...
We slept on the sun-porch that stretched across the back of his elderly aunt’s old farmhouse. Our single beds were arranged in an L-shape, with heads meeting. From this position we were treated to a large picture window overlooking the pastures and the dilapidated barn. The window was dressed in old lace curtains that had yellowed through the years. An o...
I psyched myself out for this six-hour plane ride to Madrid. I lucked out and nabbed a window seat thanks to a would-be passenger who probably was jacking off in the airport loo in lieu of boarding this flight. "Yo no soy Señor Valencia Garcia Fernandez. Yo soy una mujer," I said to a haughty flight attendant before she walked away, puzzled, three hours ago...
About a year ago, during a period of time I was attempting to refrain from sex due to a horrible relationship, I encountered a man who rocked my world, in more ways than one... I am not the type of girl to have my head easily turned by a guy but this time was different. Watching him work in my front yard was probably more than I could stand. He had perfect...
"I think I'm going to go take a bath," I say, arching my back and stretching my arms over my head. The comment rouses my sleepy companion, Bane, from his spot on the couch. "...Hmm?" He opens his eyes and sits up, looking around. "What did you say?" "I said, I'm going to go take a bath. Go back to sleep, Bane. Sorry I woke you." I laugh and walk off to the...
Shop girl 2: Man at work Chris's heart was pounding inside his chest as he gripped the underside of Keira's large fleshy thigh, the wetness from her soft bald cunt trickling in intermittent droplets, like beads of sweet dew, against her warm pale skin. He lifted her leg up and pushed forcefully forward, placing her foot on the high counter top in front of h...
Finally, the day I had been waiting for had arrived. The past year had taken so long to roll by, I felt as if the moment would never come. The time when you can finally feel free. Any previous restrictions were dropped. It was, at long last, my eighteenth birthday. And where better to celebrate than on the sun drenched island of Tenerife. The first full...
Once again I flipped the sheet off and for the briefest moment, as the thin material stirred the air, I felt the coolness pass over my warm, sticky flesh. I felt my nipples harden to the cool air. Although it was short-lived as the heat and humidity quickly settled over me like another blanket. My nipples remained pointed and hard. Their tingling began to ni...
My name is Dick Jones Smith. Friends call me DJ Smith. I'm a young black man living in the town of Raynham, Massachusetts. I've always been a really wicked guy but lately, I've decided to outdo myself. Push the envelope. Be the very best mean-spirited SOB that I can be. Do unto other individuals things that would make the Devil himself blush. Outdo everyone,...