Her cell phone rang as she walked across the mostly empty parking lot. She shifted her briefcase to her side and fumbled to pull out the phone, simultaneously clicking the button on her keychain to release the locks of her sleek sports car. She recognized the number instantly and felt her body tense in eagerness. Jon had been gone for three days on his senio...
I am used to waking up happy. At home I luxuriate in having a queen-sized bed to myself (after having succeeded in ejecting my loser boyfriend last year) and when I'm at my condo in Hawaii, I love waking to the sun streaming through sheer curtains and across my bare skin. But this was a new kind of happiness: this time I was waking in the rosy glow of late...
Part 6 — Watching On the guard's wall was a large framed photograph of her, but not a picture like she had ever seen before; it was certainly a picture of her, not the typical portrait shot she was used to but, undoubtedly, a close up of her in orgasm. Her mouth dropped open in astonishment, "How?" "Oh, I just stopped time whilst you were coming on Thursda...
I have been recounting two close yet very seperate periods in my life in these stories. One, at the end of high school and that summer leading up to college, takes place at the end of the 70s. The other is a few years into college, in the early 80s. The former was a time of finding myself, sexually, and included a remarkable amount of straight lovemaking w...
Donna and I have been friends since college. Friends, and nothing more. To look at her, you wouldn't believe that she's forty-two years old. She looks just as good as she did in her college days. She has long, dark hair; lovely olive-colored skin; and dark, mysterious eyes that can look right through you, laugh with you or make you want her instantly. It doe...
Paralysis. Inability to breathe. Inability to move. Inability to think. The world around me was spinning at an incredible pace. I did not know what to do. I closed my eyes. I felt Sasha pulling on my arm. My eyes opened. Dylan was no longer standing in front of us. I heard words, a distorted voice. "Come on, we have to talk to him." I allowed myself to be...
Carys smiled slightly, deep in thought, as she planned her night ahead. It wasn't often she had the house to herself anymore, but tonight it was going to happen. The children would be at thier fathers house, and her fiance was off on a rare business trip. Though Carys knew that she wouldn't be bored having the house all to herself, not at all. And as for hav...
Tony was kneading my tits and he was not being gentle. I was aware of his hands. I was aware of his cock in my pussy and the fingers up my ass. Tony started talking again. "You are my bitch and you are going to find out what it is like to be fucked by two men at the same time. You wanted this and you ARE going to find out. You may have thought you would have...
(This is my first attempt at stream-of-consciousness. Apologies if it's awkward at times. The speaker is Marilyn, my wife.) Why are we in this little room I don't remember how we got here I think I had too many martinis, you're taking off my clothes, my dress, shoes, bra, panties, step out don't fall, I'm naked, why are you tying a knot in my panties, you'...
I am working as a male servant in a family, I am 21-year-old medium build having 5ft 8 inches height. After attending school in English unto 5th I turn to work due to some problems. My mistress is very beautiful woman in this world. Anybody see her he will definitely keep on staring her beautiful curves. I was fortunate to have sex with such a lady. It all h...