I think I should say that not all of this story is mine. There are parts I could never have known if I wasn’t told. I wasn’t there; I didn’t experience it. Let me tell you, though, I was told about it later. I’ll admit to this having bothered me slightly...
Vile strained her powerful figure as she carried the massive steel safe and slowly set it down where Ving was directing her. She huffed in relief once she was finished and took a moment to catch her breath as Inky ran her hands over her hips, eventually t...
Emilia needed no reminders that only the two of them were left of the Ferreira family who had been the founding members of the business, Ferreira Ceramica. It had become a niche business making, decorating, and selling the output of a small Galician potte...
Tuesday 2:25 pm Something yanked me out of one of the best sleeps I’d experienced in a long time. Disoriented, I looked around the room and started taking stock of my situation - four walls, a desk, two chairs pushed into the corner… I was in an office, a...
I would like to say that I was overwhelmed with guilt over the way I let Harry manipulate me into cumming, but it would be a lie. As soon as Kristin arrived home that evening, I took her to the bedroom. I started kissing her without letting her even greet...
The two weeks between when Sarah was confined to her bed and her due date were the longest two weeks ever, not only because we were eagerly anticipating the arrival of our child but, after nine months of near constant uninhibited sex because our entire ho...
The days following my move into Oscar and Irene’s house saw the establishment of a routine. Irene and I would wake up and fuck, then get ready for the day and go to the kitchen. Oscar would already be up and have made coffee. We would all have breakfast t...
Up and down, hard and fast, Sophie bobbed her head, sucking as hard as she could. "Oh. You like having my dick rammed into you, don't you, Sophie? You just love sucking on your fiancé's father’s dick, don't you?" David continued to growl harshly down at h...
Pounding music. She’s dancing, always packing, a grunge-goth Mistress of tuneless nihilism. Torn fishnets, punk attitude, air punches. Shrieking the lyrics: fuck government, fuck Jesus, fuck fake. She sneers, knows I’m that preppy princess from happy-snap...
I indulged her with another kiss. The kind that falls from velvety lips with tongues that intertwine The ones that make her body shiver From her eyes that glaze and her breath that quivers Her dulcet plea to smell her scent To taste her flower ravenously...
As I stand at the threshold, my heart pounding, the door swings open to reveal a middle-aged man with a rugged demeanor. He's dressed in jeans and a simple black T-shirt, exuding effortless cool. His eyes rake over me, pausing at the revealing red dress t...
At seventy, I had an epiphany that the sand in the hourglass was accumulating quickly at the bottom. I was in good shape for my age, thanks to a wife who insisted on unprocessed, fresh food and lots of exercise. Unfortunately, cancer had leveled the playi...
When I was looking for a new neighborhood following my divorce, I wasn't interested in a young people's hip urban vibe. I was thirty-five years old, had been married for fifteen years and I felt like my youthful partying days were behind me. I wanted a ma...
Jenny was always a tease, wearing short-shorts or skirts and no bra. Her sweet buns and nice titties were always on view, giving me boner anytime I saw her - and she knew it. At school, she was two grades ahead and hung out with the "cool" kids, but at ho...
I find myself standing on a wooden dock white washed by the sun watching the yacht pull away. Behind me, beyond the oddly perfect, barren stretch of white-sugar sand, lays a complex of equally white buildings with Mahogany roofs under green fronds of palm...
Once upon a time and far away in the small town of Desiter, there was an old man with an incredible story to tell. Everyone in the village thought him an old fool, but a fool he was not. For he had a plan that he had put into motion years ago. "Glamora Tr...
I didn't know much about Phillip Sterling before I went to meet with the board of his charitable foundation. They had awarded Tom Bavington, the head of my lab, an enormous grant for his work in cancer research. The board requested that a representative o...
To men, women are fascinating creatures. Intriguing, unfathomable and, perhaps most importantly – formidable. Most of the time, they're one step ahead of us. They know how to get what they want. Usually they can convince us it's what we wanted all along....
