As they boarded their private jet, the ridiculously wealthy CEO and his trophy wife presented themselves as the epitome of grace and style. He was stereotypically tall, dark, and handsome, while she was a stunning, svelte, Barbie-like blonde. Photojournal...
SESSION FOUR Dr. Miller had barely entered the therapy suite before Lexi was all over him, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace as she planted little pecks on his cheek. He smiled, hugging the woman back. “Well, hello Lexi,” the doctor said aft...
I knocked lightly on Jasmine's door, with Mitch standing directly behind me. Tiffany opened the door and grinned as we entered. "How's she doing?" I asked. "She's a little groggy, but I think she'll be fine in the morning," Tiffany replied. I walked into...
It was Saturday morning, and Simon hadn't slept very well. As he had expected, his penis had woken him up early as it experienced its morning glory, although he did sense that his truculent organ was slowly learning that nocturnal erections serve no purpo...
My girlfriend and I were in our late teens, living with our parents and quite reserved; at least outwardly. We had been limited to desperate under-the-clothes fondling in cars after dark, and I often drove home after dropping her off with my cock strainin...
Long ago, I decided that success in business was much more important than dating or family. My decision paid off in a big way. My startup was a bigger hit than I had dared to dream, and a huge conglomerate offered me an obscene amount of money for it. Aft...
"Tonight marks a new beginning," I tell myself, staring in the mirror. My wedding gown, a deep blue adorned with silver threads, glimmers in the candlelight, each flicker reviving memories of a happier time before my father went to war and never returned....
Carla awoke early in the night. Rob snored loudly. Ronnie never had that problem. Another thing to appreciate him for. She was missing him. She was used to having him beside her as a source of comfort in the night. She was horny, too. If it was a weekend,...
My grin told her everything she wanted to know She was chained to my melody I knew she would spread her legs as if I opened her like a book and I read her lips better than any man ever has She was unable to stay in control and busy summoning the storms cr...
Susan and I were sitting in the living room with her parents when they suggested Susan go down to the basement and grab some snacks off the storage shelves. Susan grabbed my hand and said, "Come help me pick something." As I walked down the stairs behind...
Since my hands are holding my buttcheeks apart, my chest and stomach press against the cool surface of the sturdy desk for balance. With each passing second, my senses sharpen, amplifying the rush of adrenaline. Time slows, and all that exists is my heart...
“Bye, guys, and have a lovely evening. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure Max is in bed by eight.” Holly watched Mr and Mrs Carter walk down the driveway to their car. Well, to be honest, she watched Mr. Carter. Her teenage imagination took over and she wished s...
The walk to the edge of town where the Snack Shack stood was both invigorating and relaxing, an odd mix where I felt comfortable and excited at the same time. We talked about the past year, and I gently probed about her experiences in college, hoping to h...
The dryness of my mouth was contrasted by the juices seeping through my thong. After a long time of insisting, I had accepted my first hotwife challenge from my husband. We had participated in the lifestyle as a couple, but I had been hesitant to do anyth...
“It’s like I’m sliding sideways through time and space,” Quentin explained to Vivienne. “You might have seen that movie with Gwyneth Paltrow, or maybe, in this continuum, Renee Zellweger: Sliding Doors. Only for me, it’s all the time. The way I understand...
My soul forever etched the night we metthe two of us entwined as oneNaked in Mississippi moonlightto this day, the forefront of my thoughts One of those instants in time I would sell my soul to return I can clearly see the visionmy white and blemished ski...
Elizabeth Fleming told me some of this story in the years before she died, aged eighty, in 2010. The more graphic scenes are mine but the emotions and surrounding history are hers. She was my Great Aunt, great in so many ways for she was the third family...
ARIZONA 1851 Willie Mac was known for being unknown; an enigma of sorts. Some legends say Willie was spawned from the union of two mythical creatures yielding the stealthy quickness of a jackrabbit with a tongue as slick as a rattlesnake and just as venom...
