"Please come and visit me tonight," Heather pleaded on the phone. "Alright, I will come out and see you," I replied with a slight chuckle. Heather had recently begun working as a stripper and she was still trying to find her comfort zone. She felt that having friends around would help with that transition. Her ex-boyfriend had recently visited her prior to going back out into the field for a four-day tour. Having spoken t...

I was sitting in class listening to a very boring lecture when I felt a tap on my shoulder. A note was put in my hand with a nod backwards. I opened it. "I want to be your sexretary. Pam." I looked back over my left shoulder. I saw Pam sitting there with a smile, looking a bit red. Our eyes met. "We'll talk after class," I wrote, and I sent it back to her. She smiled at me again. "This ought to be easy," I thought. After...

I became conscious. It was like waking up, but somehow it was more than that. Not wanting to see anything yet, I chose to meditate for a moment. Peace. It seemed a world away from what I had last felt—gut-wrenching anxiety, dread, terror. In more ways than one. Flashes of arrangements hurriedly being made, rushing, sitting in something, all entered my mind in brief fragments. But I swept them aside. Surrounded by peace no...

"I'm here for my hoodie." His ex-girlfriend glares at him from the doorstep, all 5'6 of her. Dark eyes glower beneath a blue-dyed pixie cut. With a smile, he welcomes her inside and she brushes past him in a gust of lavender perfume, big gothic boots clomping against the wooden floor. His eyes track her as she passes; big tits straining under a black tanktop, chequered skirt swishing in red and white, pale legs in fishnet...

Eveli Sharp-Arrow slept comfortably in the canopy bed. Her dreams of Guye holding her close and caressing her body were a welcome surprise considering the hell she had just been through. Her elven pussy responded to the dreams her subconscious was presenting. Eveli longed for Guye's cock to be inside her. She wanted to take it in her mouth and feel the warmth of his cum all over her body and inside her hungry snatch. Her...

I hated coming back here. This town held so many bad memories for me. I promised myself that I'd never return after the scene that occurred from my last visit. But here I am, driving through this fucking rain, to attend a wedding of the woman who hated me. How can a person blame their child, their flesh, and their blood for the shape that their body got after childbirth? My mother, that's who. Fast forward a few years lat...

She stood at the hotel room door, double-checked the room number, and took a deep breath. This was only the second time that she was going to meet her Sir in person and she was trying to manage her expectations. She was so happy when he suggested this mid-morning meeting and they were both able to get away from their other commitments and family. Still, she paused and wondered what will happen when she enters. She clutche...

“Oh my god! Look at that freak!” Gavin had spotted our neighbor, Leigh, who was out in her backyard with her telescope thingy. Leigh’s sister, Millie, had been in our year at school before the car crash. Drunk driver. She wasn’t in any year after that. “Go on, Hayd. Ask her if she’s looking for her sister.” Gavin laughed. At the funeral, Gavin whispered that Millie was in our year as in, the “passed” tense. Spelling the w...