It was Memorial Day weekend, and hot and sunny as it should be by the end of May. Thank God my apartment pool had finally opened for the season. Summer is the season for romance and fantasies, at least when Spring didn't come through. I didn't have a date or girlfriend while my bestie and her family had holiday plans. None of that really mattered. I wanted to swim for the first time in nine long months. My name is Donna,...

“My God, I need to get laid.” Leslie stared at the spreadsheet and tried her best to ignore the electric lust that was coursing through her petite, curvy, body, but it was a futile effort. She was the only worker at the office tonight and it was almost ten o’clock. She could have been home right now, snuggling with her black cat, Jinx, binge-watching Netflix and eating from a tub of Haagen Daaz, but she had volunteered to...

As I drift off, I feel your fingertips skim across my stomach. Teasing sensations make me sigh and moan, and my hips thrust gently while your hands move across my body. Your teeth and tongue alternate attention ensuring that both girls feel well used. Two fingers find their way inside me, causing me to rock and whimper. A moistened thumb plays with my hardened nub and causes my back to arch. As more fingers fill me, I buc...

Kelsea knew she was in shock. Her mind replayed each individual moment, every split-second view, all playing at once. Each excruciating second. Unable to focus, Kelsea’s body moved instinctively. Goosebumps traveled across her skin, even as it gleamed with sweat from the late afternoon sun. She traveled in silence, reflexively moving towards home without any conscious thought to each turn. She just let the pearl-white Jee...

Late at night, Anne fantasized about the recent getaway with her friends. It could have turned out so differently if only she had earned that butt plug. If only Anne would have lasted a few more minutes without cumming. She lay there in bed, unable to figure out whether thinking about this aroused her, frustrated her, or both. Anne gave up. There was no chance she could sleep. She sighed and threw her pillow across the ro...

The latest Lush forum question I’m answering for my sexual autobiography is, "How do you like to be spanked?" I knew I liked to be spanked when I was still a virgin. I was almost never spanked by my parents. I was not, generally, unruly. I recall only two occasions, and both times shocked me into not repeating the misbehavior that had occasioned it. So, how did I get interested in spanking as a sexual practice? At about s...

Jessica Unsure of what to do, I froze in fear and stared across the length of the church. There, in the burned remains of the threshold, Emma stood holding a shotgun. While I was far from an expert on weapons, I could clearly see that she had it aimed right at me - and I was also pretty sure that what I had just heard would be my only warning shot. “So.. I’ll take a wild guess and say that your name isn’t actually Julie?”...

Chapter Sixty-Nine As people began to board the plane, Damian checked the passenger list to see if he had any regular customers on board today. He and his co-worker and friend, Marie, were flight attendants working in first class as typical, and it wasn’t unusual to see a few familiar faces. “Well, hot damn! McKinley Stewart and his lovely wife, Grace, are flying with us this morning!” Marie smiled. She knew that Damian h...

That summer and fall were one of the best times of my life. Before it turned into one of the worst winters. First, all my dreams came true, and then all my nightmares did. But, that's for later. I worked a little at the coffee shop, just a few hours a week, but it was something. Cait had a job too, and she was working a lot more hours than I was, so we didn't get to hang out as much as I had hoped we would, but I stayed a...

Late evening sunshine spilled through the trees. The light danced on the gravel footpath. I was sitting on a bench under the last tree, set back slightly from the path and I guess that’s why she didn’t see me. Her long blonde hair shone in the sunlight, bouncing with each step she took. Her snug white tennis dress hugged her svelte figure. Her long-toned legs were smooth and tanned, ending in stylish white trainers. A jol...

I heard footsteps behind me, running. I turned to look and was grabbed. A hand came round and clamped over my mouth, the other one circled my waist. He must have been hiding behind a bush in one of the front gardens. I wriggled and struggled, but the arm round my waist was just too tight, but I had one arm almost free. I remembered a few self-defence lessons I’d learnt and I knew I should use my free arm to try to startle...