Tamara’s mom, Dominque, couldn’t believe what she’d just heard, her baby girl was writhing in the midst of an orgasm. Dominque was torn. She was horny and had come over to pick Tamara’s brain about her encounter with her boyfriend, Greg. Was Tamara mastur...
Tamara lay in her bed that night. She could still taste Greg on her lips. Her mind was awhirl with fantasies of what they could do to one another, where and how it would feel. Her hand crept across her flat stomach and eased underneath her panties. Her fi...
Tamara & GregA story for Lush by EroticCop Hi. My name is Greg and I’m a high school senior. I live in a suburb of Minneapolis and play hockey, a lot. In fact, I’ve been playing varsity since I was a freshman. As a senior, I’m captain and have twelve diff...
Mary settled into the hot whirlpool and was almost relaxed as the water jet massaged away the day's trials and tribulations . . . almost. She couldn't shake that anxiety of what he was up to again. He'd made her feel like a giggly teenager all weekend. Wh...
Mary stepped out of the elevator onto the rooftop garden of the conference hotel with more than a little apprehension in her stride. Sure it was later at night and the garden should be less crowded, and sure the hotel was relatively taller than any other...
Mary hesitated for a moment at the door. She knew the man inside, professionally. He was a brilliant writer and she found him fascinating, yet what she was about to enter into was completely different. As a librarian, she really appreciated him. But as a...
I stared at the small red dot that I'd discovered at the base of my cock. It wasn't any STD that I was familiar with and I hadn't had any contact with an unknown woman either. It didn't itch. It wasn't sore. There was no sign of any pus. Guess I was going...
My plainclothes team and I had spent the entire evening running around the south side locking up bad guys and trying to keep the peace in areas where that wasn't foremost on the communities mind. Afterwards, we were parched and we decided it was time for...
I’ve since learned not to date co-workers, but back in the day I didn’t care. I was just out of a big-time relationship and had started fooling around with a police woman. We'd known each other since the academy. She was hot and athletic and we had an und...
My friends from work liked to go out as a group and bring their significant others. That was fine and all, but I was having a bad streak and had gone twice by myself. Not really all that much fun, but what the hell. I got drunk at least. One of my friends...
Sometime ago I dated a pretty young girl who was really good friends with my buddy’s wife. I didn’t meet her until I’d moved to a city that was a good six hours away. We went out and had a good time, but I lived six hours away, so it was fun, but that was...
I’m a cop in a big city and here is one of my stories, more of it true than false. I was working in uniform on the south side, by myself. I kept busy and certainly loved my job, but after a certain hour it got pretty boring and routine. I was totally bore...
On the way out of the building a letter taped to my mailbox caught my eye. My name was written across the front of the envelope in a feminine hand. What was this? I tore it down and carried it with me out to my Jeep. I got in and opened it up. It containe...
You look at yourself in the hotel mirror, hardly believing that you’ve been able to arrange a night in the big city sans your husband, but here you are, dressed in your slinkiest lingerie, wet to the extent that you're about to leak. He's going to be at t...
When the waitress brings the drinks, you use the necessary movements to make your daring move. Your hand slowly lowers to the top of his thigh, sliding a little toward the inner portion. You feel his large muscle twitch as if he hadn’t expected the touch....
