I am in my usual perch. Back row, extreme left, primed for a quick getaway at the end of the lecture. Of course, the other advantage to this position is that nobody can risk a sideways glance at my notes, or lean over and squint curiously at my doodling from behind. There is a mountain of course texts between me and my only neighbour, and an unobstructed vie...
Jason spent his evening satisfying the needs of five men. Or they spent their evening satisfying his needs, depending on how one looked at it. Either way, there was a lot of satisfying going on. No one had any doubt that he was an anal pain slut. He took Erik and Greg's cocks like a seasoned ass-whore. Even though less than a week ago he could barely fit h...
Author's Note: Although this story can be read on its own, it directly follows "A View of Fifth Avenue." New York City, 1963 Stella swished the champagne in her mouth as she counted the sconces along the paneled walls of the banquet room. How much longer would Charles insist on staying at this thing? She glanced at the clique of expensively dressed women...
Now all of you know how much of an exhibitionist I am. I love showing off my body and James loves it too. For about 6 months now we've been slowly teasing James's best friend, Dean. We've been sending him sexy pictures of me over snapchat. They went from me in a bikini or a singlet with no bra to naked but with my nipples or pussy covered. We finally decided...
Rodney was quaking, in that little change booth, Miss Newbold before him, his socks and moccasins discarded. And his fingers shook as he loosened the buttons on his shirt. He was being made to strip. In front of this sales lady with the long nose, glasses, black dress. He shook as he fumbled. All his funny feelings flooded back. Those secret thoughts abo...
I awoke in the middle of the night to a stirring inside me. It was building up, and my pussy began to get very moist, and glistened with my juices. All I want was is to have my pussy used, and fucked, like the true whore I know I am. Let me tell you a little about myself. I am a BBW, and I stand 5'2, 200lbs., with brown hair and eyes. I have a 38D chest, a...
The lounge was cloaked in quiet conversation when they re-entered. Soft flute music was playing and more candles had been lit. Kailyn took Saphirra to a red futon on the floor in the center of the room and kissed her passionately. Her luxurious long black hair caressed the slave's cheeks. Saphirra felt a flood of joy course through her as she embraced Kailyn...
After he left Koshka's apartment that morning, Puck found himself torn between decisions. There was what he wanted to do as Puck. And then there was what he understood to be proper, as Malcolm. Some human notions were annoying to him, yet he knew that in the human world, this or that behavior was considered polite, decorous, the mark of high class, and so on...
A Perfect Lady in Public – A Perfect Slut in the Bedroom Trudy deposited her bag on the chair beside the small telephone table and scanned the hotel suite with a critical eye. It had taken her husband, Robert, and me quite some time to get her to this point and we hoped our choice of hotel would meet her exacting standards. She roamed the main room, ch...
Swan's Song: Birds of a Feather CHAPTER 4 Swan had quite a day already, and it was only early evening. After sleeping in, she, Cardy and Ory all went to get massages. Then she had a perfumed bath, a delectable lunch, followed by a trip to the salon for her nails and hair. She felt like she should have been exhausted, but the whole day was so relaxing that...