Mixed fluids ran down my thighs as the hard member ruthlessly plowed my ass. I screamed into my pillow to not wake the girls. I had already rubbed off two orgasms and the battering of my back door was driving me to a third. "Oh, fuck, Steve! Oh. Mmmff- amazing!" I was laid flat on our bed, legs wide. My husband and I had started with traditional doggy and had collapsed into prone drive when I folded after my second orgasm...

I'd been secretly watching our neighbor for the better part of an hour. Staring out the living room window, I got an eyeful of the man as he repaired our brick walkway. My dad was paying him to do the job, and they agreed he would also fix the wooden fence at the back of our property. "Make yourself useful to Hugh if he needs any help," Dad told me before he left for work. My mom was out of town visiting my aunt, so I was...

I couldn't hide my grin at the news that Myra wasn't yet through with me. Just the thought of being inside her again made my cock stir. Her eyes widened at my building arousal. "Oh my, you'll be ready for another round in no time!" Those words made my erection strengthen even more, but she suggested that we should wash up and then eat an early lunch. I was more than happy to do whatever she said, and to be honest, I'd wor...

When I knocked on Myra's front door that morning in late July, I got no answer. Her car was in the driveway, so I knew she was home. Every week at around this time, I showed up to mow her lawn. Her husband was very particular about the yard work, but I hadn't received a message from him about what he wanted done today. Last week, he'd mentioned he would soon be out of town on business, and I figured that was probably the...

As more time passed, I succeeded in convincing myself that I could remain oblivious to the nature of Oliver's work. I clung to the illusion that it was enough to be vaguely aware of the danger, even when I didn't fully understand the risk. But the events of a night in early October obliterated my illusion. Oliver had left earlier that evening, accompanied by Ted, Beckett, and several other members of his security team. I...

I could have soaked in that glorious tub for hours. Oliver was right about me being exhausted. At one point, I actually dozed off, waking only when I heard someone enter the guest room. Suddenly alert, I held my breath and hoped it was Oliver returning. But no one knocked at the closed bathroom door, and silence fell again. I figured Damien had brought dinner and then promptly departed. Hunger coaxed me out of the tub. I...

Oliver was so hard in my hand. Soon, that hardness would be deep inside me. He must have sensed my anxiety, for as he gave me another lingering kiss, his fingers massaged my clit. My moans grew louder, encouraging him to ease his body on top of mine. I gasped at the feel of him sliding his tip between my folds. Just as he positioned himself at my opening, I grasped his arm. "If I get pregnant, my father will—" "Your fathe...

As I approached the sprawling estate, my grip on the steering wheel tightened until my fingertips grew numb. Under my breath, I cursed my father for sending me to do his dirty work. I couldn't stop glancing at the passenger seat, where a plain manila envelope, stuffed full, was hidden under one of my jackets. "Take this to him," Dad had told me earlier that afternoon. "He'll know what it's for." I started to shake my head...

Simone, my neighbor and friend, turned eighteen in the summer of 1986, right after we graduated from high school. Though she had a party planned for the following Saturday, she and her parents invited me to join them for a celebratory dinner at a nice restaurant on Wednesday, which was her actual birthday. After we got back to her house that evening, she and I headed upstairs to her bedroom, while her parents remained dow...

It was a good thing I was practically finished with school, because I found it impossible to concentrate during class. I thought only of Ryan and when I'd be able to see him again. I continued going to his apartment in the evenings, and as we spent more time together, I began to feel like we were a couple. We still had sex every chance we got, but we also shared meals at his kitchen table, and we watched movies while sitt...

I lay in Ryan's arms, a faint smile on my lips. "How are you feeling?" he whispered while drawing me even closer to him. I struggled for the right response. Above all, I was still in disbelief that this had actually happened, but if I had any doubt, the lingering tenderness between my thighs let me know it was no dream. I finally grinned and said, "Awesome." He laughed low and soft. "I'm so glad because I'm feeling pretty...

The pickup truck cruised alongside me as I walked home from the bus stop. Glancing over at the vehicle, I saw the driver push back the visor of his ballcap. His leer was unmistakable. "Hey, sweetheart, need a ride?" the man called. I looked straight ahead once more and picked up my pace. "Come on, don't be like that!" the truck's passenger hollered. "There's plenty of room in here for the three of us." I swallowed hard, f...