How do I begin to thank you? Maybe I could try to count the times that you reached out your hand when taking a step forward was heavy and when the roads seemed so slippery. I’ve tried, but I lost count -- especially when you said I am worth every wait, every sleepless night, and every silent plight from your pillows to my dreams, escaping our realities. How do I say I feel you? You surely know this -- That you and I can f...

I know almost nothing about her. Yet here we are in this hotel room. Naked. Well, I am, flopped back on the bed, panting hard. She's standing at its foot in a gorgeous stretchy red bodysuit that hugs her voluptuous figure, bouncy tits nearly spilling from the top. Blonde tresses that reach her waist cascade over their roundness, dusting the fabric as she shakes her mane and smiles. The taut material accentuates her curves...

I led Gloria to the guest room at the other end of my single-story house. My bedroom was too personal a space, with my reading glasses on the nightstand and cum stains on the sheets. I'd left those stains while fantasizing about the young woman who now stood before me. In the lamplight, she was all business, setting aside her purse and then retrieving her phone. She also offered me the ridiculous black mask to cover my ey...

We did indeed see more of Brenda. Often, I would get home from work and Brenda would be in the lounge chatting with Hazel. It was usually girl talk, but I couldn't figure out what they would have to talk about as there was a fourteen-year age gap between them. Other times, they would just be watching TV. In the UK of the 1970s, the programming was very basic and there were only three channels and they didn't broadcast all...

38 – Time For the Ladies We stirred as the sunlight began to brighten the room. I began fondling Kayla, then removed her nightie and nuzzled her nipples. She responded by moaning and hugging me. I removed her panties and started licking and sucking on her clitoris. As she began to respond, I dove deeper and finally brought her to a wave of orgasms. When she was spent, she pulled me up into a hug until she recovered. “You’...

Vanessa Hates Being Saved For several nights now, Vanessa Logan had been hunting down a summoning master that was assembling a cadre of murderous netherhounds. The otherworldly creatures had had free rein on the streets of Blackross City for longer than she'd have liked. Her guild, The Sentinels, had put a hefty bounty up, but she'd have gone after the poor bastard whether the money was in it or not. As a half-succubus, s...

When the homecoming game ended with a convincing 28-7 win in favor of the home team, I followed Brooke and Ashley as they walked out towards the parking lot, having completed cheering for their high school team that night. Unsurprisingly, as the cheerleading captain, Brooke had been elected homecoming queen in her senior year, and I was very eager to celebrate with her as well. Naturally, Ashley was eager to join her equa...

Brenda We made it to Sam's office undetected, and all sat down for a stiff drink. We asked the Janitor to go tell the guys in the other rooms that we'd be there in about twenty minutes or so after a quick drink to rest my abused puss. After he left, we all tossed back a couple of shots of bourbon before adding a little cola and ice to the last one for sipping. "Well, I have to say that this has been quite fun so far. I wa...

I want to remind the readers that I do not have multiple personality disorder. I, Carrie will narrate, and also portray my professional self as a Doctor, and my slutty self as Princess. Princess Helps For Once Hey Doc, This subtitle is bullshit. Thank you, Princess… It’s been three weeks since my first night with college cutie, Amber, at the Sutherland Hotel. Having her know my and Kayla’s identities (somewhat) turned out...

Mandy’s closed eyelids fluttered as she blew a stray strand of blond hair from her face, her muscles contracting as she neared her climax. She had been fantasizing about Brian and his dreamy, large hands all over her naked body as her fingers circled her clit. She was a freshman, and he was a senior, and she was pretty sure he had a girlfriend, so Brian’s hands faded as her imagination flickered to a scene of her new room...

Joe's always been a big fan of my tits. Or a fan of my big tits. Probably both. I do catch him gazing at my cleavage when I (usually deliberately) flash some extra skin. But that's as far as it goes. A bit of fun. We're coincidentally born a week apart, been besties since forever, and made a pact at high school that if neither of us had settled down by the time we were twenty-seven-and-a-half, we'd marry each other. Thirt...