The following night, Linda was stretched out on the sofa, tapping away at her phone. In my head, I imagined her and Michael making out in one of the vacant offices at work, his hand under the red dress, fingers deep in her pussy as they kissed. Then it was Linda on her knees sucking …
Cherished Memories
Breaking up with a knockout girlfriend is not the typical way to start the sexual adventure of a lifetime, but I’m happy to say it was for me. If Chantelle hadn’t dumped me, I would never have met Marjorie and Edith. Now, I know what you are thinking from the names alone. Yes, Chantelle was …
The Flirt – A Heather Story – Part 3
“No,” I said out loud to the astonishingly pale girl in the mirror.”No,” I repeated sadly, looking at the little red line on my pregnancy test. “What have you done, Heather?”Did you really think that sort of thing wouldn’t happen to YOU? The angry girl in the mirror asked, cruelly. I had a gnawing suspicion when …
The Morning After
“Morning.””Morning, gorgeous!””You were amazing last night.””So were you. So hot. So wet. So tight. Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan Escort”>Anadolu Yakası Escort Such a great fuck.””I loved the way you teased me. Edged me. Denied me.””We were at it for over an hour.””Then at last, when you rammed it in hard from behind and ordered me to …
The Coffee Shop – The Six Words
“Come and fuck my brains out.”The words written on the paper, now burning a hole in her pocket, kept replaying over and over in her mind as she served customers. Every time she looked at the words, she heard them read by him in that distinctive voice. It made her nipples throb and her pussy …
Simon Canes And Fucks His Mother-In-Law
Mandy Bloomfield, a sixty-four-year-old divorcee, had just visited her daughter Cindy Harrison and her husband Simon. It had not been a normal visit made by a mother to her family but it had been one of the ‘special’ visits that Mandy made two or three times a year.These ‘special’ visits involved Mandy giving Simon a …
My Job as a Fluffer (v8.21)
I was sitting at home one lazy Sunday afternoon, cleaning out some old photo albums. I wanted to digitize some of my old photos for relatives. As I opened one album I didn’t remember, a polaroid fell out when I picked it up, I saw a picture of me at my first job after high …
Working late
I’m an accounting manager and work in an office building. The building is three stories tall and sits right next to the freeway. My office is on the third floor on the freeway side. A couple times a month I work late, sometimes well into the night. I find I can concentrate and get more …
Warm Summer rain or wet dream?
Ella woke from her nap to the sound of rain falling gently on the tent. It was late afternoon. Ella and her current lover had returned from a morning hike and decided to take a quick nap. Their campsite was primitive and remote. The nearest site was at least a half-mile away. Giving her a …
Confession of a virtual cumslut
Dear Friends, That’s how contrary I am. One day I say I can’t stop writing and then I write nothing for two weeks. In my defence, I have been away, and whilst away, I had little connectivity. It is hard to believe, I know, but there are parts of the world not yet afflicted by …