I lay on the couch, my legs spread wide, my swollen, slick pussy exposed to my boyfriend's dad. His stubbled jaw glistened with my arousal, a reminder of the pleasure his skilled tongue had given me just moments before. My body quivered with the desire to feel his tongue between my folds again. I'd never had an orgasm from oral sex alone, but something about David's dad's skilled tongue made me believe he could pull it of...
"I'm 17, mom. I'm too old to sit on Santa's lap," I whine, rolling my eyes. "Come on, just take a photo, sweety." I sigh, praying none of my friends are anywhere nearby to watch this humiliation. My seven-year-old brother hops off Santa's lap, laughing, as the middle-aged man in the red suit with a fake beard pats his knee, looking up at me. I step forward, tugging my mini skirt down as I prepare to sit. Leaning forward,...
Since I was in high school and began going into stores like Hot Topic and Spencer's Gifts, I wanted to go into an adult video store. On my 18th birthday, I did. I was the oldest of my friends and they dared me to go in and buy something. Little did we realize I would be getting more than just a toy. It was a normal school day and all of my friends wished me a happy birthday and gave me some gifts. They always made me feel...
Standing at the front door of the clapboard house, I lifted my hand to knock. Before I could, the door swung open, and a woman peered out at me, her expression wary. "Hello!" I said in my most cheerful voice. Though it was mid-March, the afternoon held a damp chill that threatened rain. I was dressed in a button-down shirt and cords (no jeans! the youth pastor had said), but my teeth had already started to chatter, and I...
Rachel lay in the quiet of her suburban bedroom, the faint tick of the clock the only company to her racing thoughts. The digital readout glowed 1:13 AM. Her husband, Mike, slept peacefully beside her, oblivious to her restlessness. She sighed, gently sliding out from the warmth of the covers, her bare feet touching the cool floor. She padded softly to the kitchen for a glass of water, the plush carpet muffling her steps....
Growing up in the cattle country of New Mexico there was always work that needed doing. My family owned a small ranch and during some hard times had to sell off our small cattle herd to a large neighboring ranch. The owners of the ranch we sold to were a white couple that were well respected and generous in how they conducted business. I had known them practically all my life. The price they had offered for our small herd...
That Friday evening in early spring, I should have been happy. I was a junior in college, with excellent grades and a large circle of friends. But as Arden and I closed up the bookstore at a little after nine, I couldn't hide my despondency. Though I'd been unfailingly pleasant and helpful to customers since I'd showed up for work earlier that afternoon, I knew my boss sensed something was wrong. Yet he waited until we we...
In the quiet corner of the hospital, a young candy-striper named Lizzie pushed her cart down the corridor. She had been at the hospital for hours, her ponytail bobbing as she moved from room to room, bringing small comforts to patients who needed a friendly smile or a warm drink. As she turned the corner, she caught a glimpse of a man in his thirties, Mr. Harris, through the small window of his room. His eyes were closed,...
Mrs. Green lived at the end of our road with her two kids, a girl of about 8 and a boy of about 10. I think I remember there was a Mr. Green too, a long time ago. My older sister would babysit for Mrs. Green twice a week while she went out, midweek and Saturday evenings. Three months ago, my sister was going to a friend’s party on Saturday and asked Mrs. Green if I could stand in for her. I was sixteen and a half, a quiet...
I knelt on the blanket my husband had spread out for me moments earlier. We were deep in the woods of a rural property we owned, and while I could have picked a more convenient location, this was the setting in which I wanted to act out my fantasy. Richard stood behind me, blindfold in hand. I caught one last glimpse of the late afternoon light trying to make its way through the trees before the blindfold's thick black fa...
Maggie arrived home just a little after ten thirty, the earliest since I had been babysitting. She went through her usual checks before returning to the lounge. I was still sitting on the sofa when she spoke. “You said you don’t have a girlfriend?” “No.” I went to say more, but Maggie raised one hand. “And your sister has not told you anything about me?” “No.” I left it at that. “Can you keep a secret as well as your sist...
Glory hole I grew up as a farmer's daughter. Life was hard for my family. My dad worked on the farm from dawn to dusk, sometimes even in darkness. My mother had it no better. Raising me, my older brother Andy, and my sister Ella. As we all grew older, we were able to help. My brother worked at the farm with my dad when not in school. My sister and I helped on the farm where we could and helped my mother cook and clean. We...
“This is going to sound creepy, I know,” Matt said as he looked down into Emma’s frightened face, “but I assure you, no pain will come to you unless you want it.” Emma’s eyes trailed from his handsome round face down his strong mature torso and landed on the object of her fear. Her boyfriend’s dad had the largest cock she had ever seen and it was staring right at her. The impressive member stood at least eight inches and...
Misha hadn't been thrilled when her Dad remarried just after her 18th birthday. She understood that he was bound to move on some time, but it wasn't easy for her. She reluctantly accepted Harriet, her step Mum just to keep the peace, but they would never see eye to eye. They were just cut from too different a cloth. As long as her Dad was happy, she was willing to tolerate 'that woman' as she used to call her. On the posi...
Though no one else was at my house, Wren waited until we were upstairs and inside my room, with the door closed behind us, before she revealed her new purchase. I curiously watched as she reached into her purse to withdraw the sex toy she'd bought. It was her first, and she was quite proud of herself for visiting a local shop and selecting the bullet vibrator. Staring down at the object in her palm, I wasn't exactly impre...
