All characters in this story are 18 or older. __________________________________ About a week after Britney Thompson's encounter with Mr. Foster, when she had sucked off her English teacher to completion in his office in return for a passing grade, she was walking through the parking lot in the morning towards school when she heard someone call her name....
Hayley arrived at Cliff's condo for dinner. He had picked up Chinese takeout on the way home. She had stopped by her apartment to pick up her bikini and other items for the weekend stay. She was excited about spending three days with him. Her friend from the aerobics had called and asked what she had planned for the weekend. Hayley told her she was spending...
The real question is... can Katie be satisfied with just one guy? You know what's not fair? Guys can brag about sex all they want, whether they did it or not, and other guys praise and envy them for their success... for their conquests. But us girls? Guess what... guys need us or there are no conquests, yet we don't dare tell even our closest friends abo...
The screen-door slammed shut behind Linda, as she entered the kitchen shuffling the mail in her hands. She discarded the advertisements and mumbled obscenities how the bills should go, too. One letter, though, Linda studied with furrowed brow. "This looks like a wedding invitation for one of your friends, Joe. The return is from Mr. and Mrs. Baxter. I don't...
Every Youth Deserves An Older Woman Ch. 1 The summer of my junior year I worked for Lester and Mary, a married couple who were friends of my parents. Actually, I worked for Mary, who was a real estate broker and needed a handyman to work in some of the properties she managed for investors. She hired me on a job-by-job basis and kept me busy all summer. I p...
In the past few months, I've been working part-time as a barista at a local indie coffee shop. Something I've done a bit in the past at Starbuck's then briefly at a bikini/lingerie coffee shop. I wish I hadn't quit that job but the commute was more trouble than the money I was making. Lexi has been splitting her time at a local massage parlor and strip club....
Lucy took her time walking back to the house. The world was different. She could hear everything, smell everything, and feel everything. The air on her skin, a distant coyote rummaging in the winter brush, even the low murmur of other humans talking. More than that, she could sense those humans, her neighbors. She made a note to visit Kayla and Mike, another...
As the ten-inch dildo slipped out of my drenched pussy, I accepted the undeniable fact: I couldn't cum. I'd been at it for just over three hours, and I'd tried everything - fingers, toys, pillows, even an assortment of vegetables (needless to say, I could never look in the fridge again without getting a little wet). "Why?" I whined into the pillow, writhing...
I had always enjoyed having sex outside and was always looking for new places to do it. Today I was wearing a short flowing summer skirt and a sheer top with an opaque stripe around my breasts which successfully concealed my nipples if I didn't raise my arms. I lifted an arm to wave him onwards. I found a new place and wanted to give it a try. As I ran alo...
Darcy looked over at his stepson's girlfriend. The girl was trash, to say the least. The idea of her sullying his living room furniture, sitting on the same settee that his wife had bought at an art show this summer appalled him. His stepson of twenty-one years had brought the girl over a few nights ago to 'meet the folks', as he put it. Apparently, he r...