You push open the car door with weak arms, struggle out and stand, legs wobbling. You shiver as the night air chills your saturated cunt and the rivulets leaking down your thighs. You stumble up the walk, the shards of your now crotchless pantyhose prickling, your ears ringing with begging pleas, vulgar exhortations, and a chorus of cumming cries.  Reflected in the front door window, you see the disheveled hair, the smear...

"You wanted to see me, Ms Wallace? Am I in trouble?" "No, but I'm concerned. You've been late for school and your grades are slipping. You're off to college soon." "Sorry, but I'm tired. Got a job." "Minimum wages won't keep you, young man. You need college to make a real living." "But I'm making $250 a visit, three a day, and keep getting more calls." "What are you doing, Timmy? Is it drugs? Who are you seeing?" "Can't t...

The club jammed with a nice selection to pick from, we take our time. Dismissing the usual wannabes, I decide on Wall Street. She picks Cowboy. Choices made, we make our way out to daddy's big old caddy at the far end of the lot. I take the front, while she rocks in back. The big boat is soon bouncing, reeking with fuck lust. "How's he doing, sis? "Not bad. Soft hands, good lips." "And?" "Could be more. Yours?" "Way big f...

I squeeze up to the bar, two giggles to my left, and signal my order to Tony. "What you two up to?" I ask blondie. "Just a visit, couple of days. I'm Gwen, she's Sue. She wants a fuck," she snickers, her friend openly ogling the tall Latino's swagger further down. "And you? Like to watch?" "No. I want..." "Something different? Like this?" I press her against the bar, filling a hidden hand with bare pussy under her skirt....

My friends, they said it wouldn't work.Despite our love, eventuallythe difference would consume us. Fragrant candles flickering,we're snuggled in our downy nest,naked bodies holding tight. Long, slow kisses to begin,then fingers tracing outodes to love on contra skin. I break first, traveling down.Your nut brown nipples fill my lipsand beg my teasing tongue. I cross your dusky bellydarting right, then slowly downto find i...

She calls herself The Goddess Athena, but she's always been Sarah Jane to me. On the road for weeks, she's home at last. Needing to relax, she invites me over for tea. I always feel I've stepped into a chintz-drenched fantasy when I visit. In layers of white lace taffeta, she fusses and chatters, plying me with sweets. In her bed, we giggle and touch like school girls discovering sex and ecstasy for the first time. The ne...

I see their eyes, the predatory lust."Whatya mean you never?""A taste of Mister Big will cure you!""Have you thought about a shrink?"So I keep my eyes cast down. We meet at an author's tea.A pair of women, alone.Coffee together, then a dinner.Another and a kiss.Lunch in the garden, then love in her bed. Her eyes that laugh and question.Her eyes as she takes me into heaven.Her eyes as she succumbs to my finger's touch.Her...

They're coming to light the pyre. Burned as a witch. Not quite what I envisioned as my swan song. I'd snuck into the village for a quick audit. Normal dreary stuff. Male hierarchy, religious chattel bondage, subsistence farming. And then I saw her, washing at the creek. She's promised to Jallop the smith, but that isn't her desire. They found us in the hayloft, her hungry cunt riding my face. I'd bespelled her, they cried...

Holding her naked body against mine, we look down at our husbands through the gaped bedroom curtains. They've been fucking with the car all day, pushing for more jump, more speed. "Silly boys, silly toys, right?" she sighs. My fingers comb the soft, damp curls covering her sex. My ears still hear the cumming cry as my mouth feasted between her legs. "This still good enough for you?" I whisper in her ear. "'Cause it's not...

"Tell me." The room is dark and the sharp light pouring through the blinds slices up her naked body. The look in her eye tells me she knows the story already. "Definitely cheating. So far this month, an intern and a woman from the Chicago office. Salt and pepper hookers for a trio. Lady upstairs from you, couple of times. So, what's next? "My lawyer will feed him his nuts," she spits and slips back into bed beside me. Onl...

"What's with last night?" "Sorry! It all happened so fucking fast. Club, smile, her place, we're naked." "Like?" "Girl's crazy natural, pussy and the rest. And she smelled." "That's not good." "No, not ick, something else. It was..." "What?" "Some sort of dope vapor voodoo. I felt blazed and twisted and fuck hungry as hell." "And?" "You know me, wanna own the girl!" "Well?" "Like I had a fucking chance! My top bitch shit...

The spoonful of darkest chocolate panna cotta hovers just beneath my nose.  "Open, my darling, I saved the last bite just for you." I take it in, purring as it makes love to my tongue. She gathers the drip of raspberry syrup that has escaped my lips and licks her fingertip clean.  As our server comes to the table, she stands and moves behind me. Stroking down my arms, she tests the silk cords binding me to my chair. "I'm...

We got a little tree this year and draped it in our weird. A lobster angel, threaded cheeto garlands, curls of copper wire, it's our homage to the season. We both have families, but chose alone together instead, with love that isn't wrapping paper thin. We huddle in our blanket, staring at the radiant heat with a background loop of campfire crackle song for cheer. Our snug begins to strengthen, fueled by the splurge of br...

I'm working the canyon's shadow side, chasing tiny birds. From across, I catch the flash. Binocular glass. I take a peep and see her, leaning against a tree, watching me. Is it the jolt of an unexpected Aphrodite in this time of loneliness that compels me to slowly cup my breast? I don't know, but without hesitation, she does the same. Our needy craving understood, we watch our hands descend, baring ourselves, capturing C...

I move along to the back booth. Fat Tony, as usual. He's slouched back, eyes squeezed shut, mind in a place I never want to visit. "Another round?" A hand pokes up from under the table, two fingers raised. "Whiskey sour, double, his tab?" I get a thumbs up and move along to the bathrooms. Miss Kelly comes out, leading a bug-eyed housewife, hair scrambled and blouse mis-buttoned. "Big brandy for her, club soda for me," Mis...