I am sixteen years old and ride the bus home every evening from dance practice. I am really too young for this long bus ride so late at night with all these strangers. I know my parents would think so, so I lie to them and let them think I get a ride home...
Okay, let me start by saying I'm not the perfect wife. I have stepped out of my marriage on more than one occasion. And this is one that someone had asked me to tell them, so I figured I'd just tell it to everyone. It was the middle of summer and my local...
Zoya stretched languidly and listened to the sound of pouring rain. The bed was warm, and she was in no hurry to get up. She could hear Nolan in the shower, and pictured him soaping up to wash away his and Emma’s cum. It had been hard not to make any nois...
The Ramones were blasting in my earbuds, and I was feeling hopeful about my chances of making up with Mindy. I’d fucked up. Again. My only hope was that she would forgive me. I needed another chance. Our wedding was in two months, and I’d been caught maki...
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...
I put her to bed later that night, still wearing her soaking wet panties, and still unsated. After she fell asleep, I undressed myself, got ready for bed, and lay down next to her, falling asleep quickly. In the night, I awoke drowsily to feel her curled...
The day had finally arrived. After years of hard work and planning, she did it and it was finally here. Today would be her grand opening. Yeah, there were plenty of clothiers on Rodeo Drive, but this was hers and she meant to make it special. It wouldn’t...
I was eighteen, about to begin my first year at college. An inheritance from my grandmother had left me pretty well set up for the immediate future. There was money for school, and I’d taken a lovely apartment in Boston with a friend from high school. Her...
I spent the weekend down in Brisbane (about a ninety-minute drive south of where I live on the coast). Caught up with some friends, but overall the weekend was a bit of a flop. Some friends were sick, others had kids' sport to go to, and I had to drive ev...
It was around 2 a.m. when we pulled into our camping spot at Galveston Island State Park following a tiring 5 hour drive. My wife and I were both aching and weary from the trip, so we decided to take a quick, refreshing, stroll down the beach before setti...
Officially, the Free Use program was meant only for non-violent prisoners of the State. In certain instances of delinquency, however, an exception could be made. And as it happened to be in the case of Rebecca Brooks, a small-time enterprising cat burglar...
Chapter 01: The next weekend Bella rolls out of bed, greeted by the enticing glow of a lazy Saturday morning. Checking her phone, the time flashes 8 am, signaling the start of a day filled with possibilities. She slips into a provocative red silk robe, th...
“Pick me up at half past seven,” she had said. He didn't know what to expect. She hadn't given much information, just that he needed to wear his navy blue suit. The same suit he wore when they went to that wedding. When they had sneaked out together durin...
My cock was in his mouth, he had slipped his hand under the lycra of my speedos and was fingering me, my hand was down the front of his husband's speedo. He had cum a minute earlier, so it was a cummy mess. With a pat on his head, I pulled my cock out of...
A song is simply a spell put to music. Music, itself, is a powerful, wordless incantation, a synergy of the heart, soul, and mind weaving itself around the lyrics, both of them empowering the other. It tugs at your essence, evoking powerful emotions and s...
