Down on You: Your Foot in My Mouth I can barely remember what it feels like to have a man in my mouth. A man I can trust to be good with me while I show him what I can do. A man who will let me lace my fingers through his and pin his hands above his head. Who will let me lick up the saltsoup dripping from him like I lick my arm when the ice cream escapes t...
Wendy woke as a voice called. "Wakie, wakie Wendy, your body is needed for someone's sexual gratification." Wendy blinked at the bright screen above her and saw Judy's face smiling at her. "Turn off the lamp your pussy must be hot enough by now." "What time is it Judy how long before I get out of here?" The screen went off leaving her in the glow of the la...
Es ist dunkel. Vor mir auf dem Tisch brennt nur eine Schreibtischlampe. An der Wand tickt eine Uhr. Ich stehe auf. "Rede endlich!" fordere ich mein Gegenüber gereizt auf. Sie zupft ihr Top zurecht, das etwas nach unten gerutscht war. Ich setze mich wieder hin und nehme einen Zug von meiner Zigarette. Tick... tick... tick... Das einzige, was im Raum...
"TICK, TICK, TICK." Paul sat at the back of the classroom watching the seconds slowly pass by until Winter Break would begin, not that it would really be a break for him since he had to stay in town and work, but at least he would be away from campus for awhile. "TICK, TICK, TICK." Paul had hoped that when he had started college things would be different...
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The clock ticks loudly in the quiet room, reminding me of how achingly slow the seconds are passing. I am not even counting the hours or the minutes anymore, just the seconds. The seconds until my lunch break starts. Fifteen minutes to get home, fifteen minutes to get back, ten minutes to eat and shower after a round of midday sex.....
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Stanley Montrieth III rushed into my office, "Oh my God, I did it. I actually did it. I shagged all these beauties in a pool on my own desert island!" His curly, ginger hair was more unruly than usual and his face was flushed with excitement and exhilaration. I knew, he'd been working on something exciting and it looked like he was ready to tell me at lon...
It had been two months since Alex had seen Petrov. Their last encounter in his office at the end of the spring semester had been a passionate climax in their sporadic affair. Afterwards, Alex had decided to give herself some time to pull her senses together and decide just how she should proceed with this strange relationship. She liked him very much, yes, a...
IV He awoke to numbness. Numbness. No pain, no feeling. Nothingness it was a black void. There was nothing he could relate to. For a long moment he was not even sure that he was still on the same plane that he had been on a short while ago. X wanted to get a sense of time. How long had he been gone? Surely, by now someone would notice that he was missing. B...
"So, how are you not going to be fucking that shotgun in five seconds?" If Tracy knew that I and Jules had fucked while I had been making my anti-telepath collar, she didn't show it. Instead, all of her attention was on me, my shotgun, and my soon to be coming hideous death. I imagined what it'd be like to have the barrel of the gun entering me...there...a...