Ken walked in a trance behind Orchid, his eyes mesmerized by the sway of her hips. During the short trip, he could not help but wonder what awaited him. His wife would be there, aware and with proof of his wandering ways. The whole set-up had been ingenious. He wasn’t sure if he should be
“What’s a pretty lady like you doing in a place like this?” Orchid swirled on her chair to face the middle-aged man who had spoken. She casually took in his well-combed hair, sparkling blue eyes, chiseled features, and broad chin. Good looking and arrogant. This was something she could work with. “Sit, and cut the
I love shopping for shoes. Not because I particularly have a need for them, but rather, I love the experience. Shoe shopping has become a game for me; and one in which I love to play. I make time for this pastime at least once a week – a girl’s got to have her fun.
Jim Davis drove down the lonely stretch of highway. It was his daily commute and one he never enjoyed. Not until that late summer day, two weeks before. He allowed his mind to recapture the events of that day. The traffic had been nonexistent, as it usually was, when out of nowhere, a sporty red
“Jack Mayer speaking.” “Good morning, lover,” a sultry voice purred. “I just woke up and all I can think of is you.” Jack sat down in his large office chair. He was about to head out to drop some files with a client, but decided they could wait. The vixen on the other end of
I am your typical good girl. You know the type – cute, sweet, and boring. Well, for my twenty-first birthday, I decided to change all that. It wasn’t that I hadn’t had sex, or even a fair amount of it, just none had been very eventful. I wanted to do something I would have never
last night at jakes started out looking like a bust. there had been no fresh meat in sight. i had been frequenting jakes for the past four months. it was the perfect pick-up joint. mainly male dominated, its interior was dark and smoky. jakes was a man’s bar, and just what i was looking for.
I hadn’t realized that there’d be another woman in attendance this evening. I guess this was a good thing as she could concentrate on one of the men, and I could concentrate on the other. Where was the other guy, anyway? I wondered what she was being paid. I’m sure not as much as I’d
The plane ticket was sent and my heart raced faster with each passing day until his arrival. I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this. Here I was, separated from Antonio for less than 3 months and I just sent a plane ticket out for a strange man, whom I’d never met, to come spend
When we last left our heroine, she was drunk, naked, and had just realized that the man she was in bed with was not the same man she had been in bed with just a short time before. Will she get pissed off and tell this impostor to go take a flying fuck at a
The year was 1972. I was 17. Sex was safe and recreational. All was right with the world. I was a freshman nursing student, and away from home for the first time in my life. Sex was something I was just beginning to experience, having lost my virginity the night before my senior prom.
Are you fucking more now and enjoying it less? This should have been my mantra after my first year of college. I had become a favorite at fraternities, but was finding less and less satisfaction with the men I was sleeping with. I struggled to find the reason I was not having those wonderful orgasms
My husband decided to surprise me with a present for our 14th anniversary. He came home with a very large box and a shit-eating grin on his face, so of course I rushed to open it up. My mind was racing. What could possibly be in this huge, heavy box? My first thought was, “If
I don’t think I’ve ever told you exactly how I feel when you make love to me. Kissing you sends shivers down my spine. Your lips pressing mine, our tongues lightly touching at first, teasing. As the passion increases, they dance, intertwined, playing with each other. It makes me dizzy with desire for you. I
I have been waiting for you so long. Who would have guessed that what started as a friendship, would blossom into an online love affair. Each time we chat, my ache for you grows stronger. As I think of you, and look at your picture, my body tingles, and I get so wet. I want
We’d been invited to my friend’s place on the Island for a special party. Very special, let me tell you. I’d not been over to see Reggie since Ember moved in with me six months ago. Ember and I took the Queen of Alberni, the ferry working the Tsawwassen crossing near Vancouver. Traversing the Georgia
The next couple of months flew by. Ember took to her new role quickly. And why shouldn’t she? I paid her two grand a week just for breathing. Hey, I know it sounds like a lot, but consider the alternative. I know you already know what I’m talking about. Our problems had healed as completely
Dawn rose, casting its unwanted rays at me through the windows. The solar darts prickled my skin, and made beads of sweat appear on my brow. As much as I wanted to remain in bed, I knew I couldn’t. The blasted sun wouldn’t let me. She wouldn’t let me. Eimi Yoshikawa. Today she’d leave. I
I entered the compound with Eimi in tow. She said nothing as she traipsed along in her dark violet, open-toed platform shoes. She looked all around her, from the fence encircling my estate, to the low buildings that surrounded the central house. From our vantage point, she could see the three small houses in the
How long should a man wait to get his dick sucked? I pondered this and other mysteries of the cosmos as I chilled at the Java Joint down on East Hastings and Main. Seven had come and gone three hours ago. Any sane man would have been long gone. Any sane man would be out
Isn’t it funny how the most incongruous of details seem to be the ones that linger in memory in times of extreme duress? This idea fluttered through Diane Greer’s scattered thoughts as she watched two of her students enter the detention hall. Rumi Sakakura and Eileen Moss appeared right on time. This pleased her. Having
I miss you. I can’t sleep. The bed seems so empty without you next to me. There’s no use in trying to force myself to sleep, so I sit up and light a cigarette. The roses you sent me yesterday are in full bloom. Their fragrance, mixed with mine, has always been done for you,
It was my first cheerleading practice since I had made the squad. It was a new school, and I didn’t really know many people, but the cheerleaders seemed very friendly. In fact, they were the closest bunch of girls I’d ever seen. They made me feel welcome right away, with hugs of congratulations on making
I wanted to write and tell you all about the day my friend Janice and I spent at the zoo. First, I should tell you that we haven’t been friends for very long, and Janice didn’t know that I’m bi-sexual, so this day came as a very pleasant surprise. It was a beautiful spring day,
I awaken. I open my eyes, but am still enveloped in darkness. I try to get up, but my hands are tied behind my head, and my legs are tied down spread-eagled. My heart begins pumping hard and I can feel the fear and adrenaline surging. I’m about to scream when a soothing masculine voice
He was her favorite student. The other teachers thought of him as insubordinate, unmanageable, and wild, but she saw beyond that. His writing had shown her the hurt and the anguish as well as the inner strength that had developed as a result of growing up abused. He was 18, a senior in Samantha Stewart’s
Once upon a time, in a kingdom called Coitusland, there lived a beautiful princess named Chastity. Chastity was the most beautiful girl in the land. She had long, red hair, sparkling green eyes, and full soft lips. Her body looked as though the Gods themselves had molded it. Large round, firm breasts, a tiny waist,
Jade opened her eyes, but the room was too dark to see. She tried to move her arms, but they were bound above her head. Not tight enough to cause pain, but enough to keep her immobile. Could she move her legs? “Damn!” She was tied spread-eagled. “What the hell happened?” She tried to remember,
Hannah always had a hard time getting into clubs. Even though she was 21, she looked 19, if not younger. Sometimes it was tough to convince them even after seeing her valid ID. Tonight she waited in line at the Torque Round club, fanning her face with her ID and wondering what kind of trouble
I was driving home from work in my boyfriend’s convertible. The weather was excruciatingly hot & I had the top down – wind blowing through my medium blonde hair which was made even blonder by lots of time in the sun. I was wearing a light flowery sundress – of course I was wearing nothing
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