The summer was just kicking off and the heat was turning up. The apartment building I lived in, which was normally packed with college students, was all but deserted. Cassie and Emily had both gone home for the summer. Cassie would come and visit but for the most part, I was on my own this summer. It wasn't a week before I started to just leave my apartment...
I knew what I wanted and I was going to get it. That's why I moved to Boston. I had to get away from my small red-neck hometown in Maine where everyone knew me as the good girl who always did what was expected. Now I was going to let loose, dress the way I fantasized and let out the sex-starved woman I was hiding inside of me. There was no turning back. In...
She opened her eyes, disappointed by the familiar sight of the barn and field dotted with sheep. She closed her eyes, trying to go back. It was one of those dreams you wake up from, wishing it had been real. It had felt so real. She thought of his smell. The gentle touch in his strong hands, pulling her close. The feel of his enormous cock, pressing against...
"He made me do it," I said into the phone. It was the morning after and I was alone in the house. I had a cup of coffee and was wearing my robe. My fingers flipped the pack of cigarettes I kept around for just such occasions. I had not lit one yet. "I wanted it as much as they did but I could have said no," I heard myself telling my sister across town. My h...
Noises in our second apartment house had me freaked, but I put my briefcase in the main house, and grabbed the large flashlight to explore... Climbing up the dusty outside staircase, I clicked the flashlight on and thinking that it would be better to make a quiet entrance, slowly unlocked the door. As soon as the door swung open, the smell of pot and cigar...
Reader: as always appreciate your feedback. 10:00 AM: Gloria calls me on my cell, asking if we are getting together tonight. "Of course we are dear, meet me at Vento's for a drink at 7:00 tonight." 11:00 AM: Gloria texts: "just wanted to let you know how much I need it tonight." 11:01 AM: I text back "Don't you dare play with yourself before we are tog...
Every year on the shore of Lake Michigan, where the Milwaukee and the Kinnikinnic Rivers meet, there is a music festival called Summerfest, a.k.a., The Big Gig. Numerous stages going at one time. Everything from blues to hard rock. And always a crowd. They went one hot sultry night, years ago. A group of college friends. Mostly to hear Maynard Ferguson at t...
That weekend it was near impossible for Claire to concentrate on anything else besides the encounter in the café. She hadn't thought anyone had seen, but just to be careful she didn't talk about it. But every night as she lay between her crisp, cool sheets, her body burned, remembering the paths his eyes had traveled over her. She wasn't sure if he was att...
Sonja and I. Love and hate. I have seen Sonja be a cunt many times. But I have only seen her cunt twice. Despite promising myself I would never get romantically involved with this cunt again. Here I am. Lonely and desperate for human contact. And against my better judgement given our history when I find out that she is also so lonely and desperate for att...
His hands covered her breasts from behind, stroking gently, tugging on her hard nipples. She moaned and leaned back against him, grinding her ass back against his jean-covered groin. He was hard. Hard and molded against her. His hands moved over her round curves, kneading. His fingers firmed around her breasts, cupping her. She reached her hands back grabbin...