My name is James Lawrence Burns. Friends call me JL. I'm your hero for this tale. A tall, good-looking young African-American male in his early twenties living in the great City of Alamosa, Colorado. Man, I thought I could resist it but it's starting to get to me. You might wonder, what in hell am I talking about? Well, folks, I'm talking about that damn thi...
I massage my girl's ass and play with her pussy until she wakes up. She grinds against my fingers and I push two in, eliciting a sweet curse from her. "Oh you wet wet, princess," I growl in her ear from behind her. "You like that? You like daddy's fingers massaging your pussy?" "Yes daddy! Don't stop." "Fuck my fingers baby, I want to feel you squeezing...
I'm on the hunt. Our company, a large software manufacturer, is having the company Christmas party catered in the penthouse of the largest hotel downtown. Being a programmer, I don't get much contact with the lovely young women who flock to the sales and marketing sections of the company. I'm looking for one in particular - Trudy Glass, the marketing special...
As a professor at an exclusive private college in New England, many of my students are the pampered children of rich parents. The cars they drive are far more expensive than anything I could afford on my modest salary. The young women tend to wear the latest designer clothes. The number of attractive, even sexy, young women enrolled at the college is extraor...
Disclaimer: I do not own Supergirl or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Kara Danvers didn't like to judge people she didn't know, or make assumptions about them just because of their friends, or family. Or at least, she tried not to. But it was kind of hard when her new boss was a Luthor, which was liter...
I stepped out of the shower and walked into the bedroom. Even with all of the windows open, the apartment felt like a brick oven. I tossed the towel onto the floor and lay face down on the bed. My husband calls me a spoiled California girl. I can't stand cold weather; I can't tolerate hot weather. It had been blazing hot all week, and it was still in the low...
"Andrew, can we go to the beach?" Vanessa asked as I walked into the living room. "You're kidding, right," I replied. "You're in London, not L.A." "But I want to experience the English beaches," she almost whined at me. "Fine, if you insist," I buckled and let her have her way. Truth be told, I could do with a day out myself. "But aren't you still afraid...
Cory sat in rush hour traffic, begging the cars in front of her to move at lightning speed so she could finally be at home. It was 90 degrees outside and the air conditioner in her car had just quit working that morning. This just added to the misery that Cory had recently succumb to. Cory considered herself attractive, but she had not been in a relationship...
The game was close. But in the last inning, the home team hit a grand slam and won. The visiting team, the Tigers, filed back into the locker room. They were a good looking bunch. Back in the stands, Kelly, watched as the team went in under the stands. She made her way through the crowd. She was a knockout. Long wavy blonde hair, green eyes, a PERFECT bod...
AN: This is part of the Sophie series. To understand the story fully, check out Sophie's Awakening & Sophie's Agreement. ***** It felt like it had been days since the events that would forever shape me had begun; in reality it had only been about 36 hours. When Daddy had finished setting up my new phone, he came back into the room where I was tied up. He f...