Lights off; a thin beam of light seeps through the window and reflects on the wall. It's a rainy night, and the only sound is the rattling of raindrops hitting the glass. The heat of her body under the sheets contrasts with the cold drops of sweat gradually covering her back. She was thinking about him all day, imagining his slow kisses and the sound of his breathing. She began to imagine him there, with her, pressing his...

Chapter 20: How to Slut Your Way Home While not fully recovered from the previous day’s intense foursome, Angela awoke determined to push her shifts to something at least approaching useful. Fortunately, there were a great many men who were very happy to shove their dicks into Angie’s mouth, giving her today to let her abused ass rest before she got busy again. After studying Angie’s sheet she accepted bookings – as thoug...

Chapter 17: Angela’s Anal Adventure Angie’s father had been absent the whole evening, which Angela figured was not a rare occurrence. The fact that Dale was some high-profile researcher over here was, in some ways, even weirder than the fact that she was a whore. She wanted to know more, but she certainly couldn’t ask him. It was not like Angie to care what her father did, as long as he provided her with money and a place...

Chapter 13: Not-eNerd Brian was, understandably, very nervous to be in a girl’s room alone with her for the first time. Though he was trying to act cool, carrying his little camera bag and pole lights, Angie could see him shaking. He fidgeted with the bag in his hand as if unsure where to put it. “You can just set that anywhere,” Angie instructed, opening the closet door and pulling out some of Angela’s gross, stuffy clot...

Chapter 9: Line of Communication Angela rode the elevator up to her father’s penthouse apartment with Brad, the residual taste of his semen still in her mouth. She trailed just behind him, letting him lead since she had no idea which apartment she was supposed to go to. Finally, he stopped at a door and looked at her expectantly. “I lost my purse,” she said, thinking quickly, “No keys. No phone. You remember that you had...

Chapter 1: Curio Nothing can just be easy, Angela thought, breathing a sigh at the roadblock that barred her way home. In just the few hours she’d been in the library, construction crews had erected barriers that were now blocking her usual route from the library to her home. She’d have to double back and go down 3rd Street. She hated 3rd Street. The dirty little throughway was a favorite hangout for the more unsavory den...

Tara couldn't believe her luck. Mrs. Samson, one of her mom's lady friends, was leaving to go out of the country and had asked if Tara wanted to house sit for two weeks. Tara, who had just turned eighteen and was heading off to college in the fall, jumped at the chance. All she had to do was to take care of the pets and sign for any packages that came, and she would have access to the pool and hot tub. She couldn't say ye...

I am lying in my bed, in the guest room. My wife Leigh-Anne just shared the depravity my life is heading to: Victoria (my sixteen-year-old) ruling all the sex to be had, and me not getting to fuck my wife unless Brad Davis (a subordinate of mine) agrees. It seemed the triplets had a sexual explosion as well, and everybody was fucking everybody, except me. I had sensed something was off, especially with Victoria. I just ne...