I sat and let the pee run out of me into the motel toilet. It was the early hours in the morning and I was doing a body survey. I had pinch marks and hickeys all over my body. My nipples looked like they had been pulled so many times they might never return to their former shape. My mom's cunt was so sore, the toilet paper gave it a little sting when I wiped. I stood up and flushed, and looked in the mirror. My God, Jenni...

Warm water ran down my breasts and tickled my pubic hair. I had not trimmed or shaved this week as my hubby was out of town. So, as he would ridiculously put it, there was "a bit of rough around my putting green heading for my hole." This shower was a relief after a rather aggressive run. It had been a crazy day at the physical therapy clinic, and I still had a lot of energy to expend! Masturbating often helped as the dop...

I was eighteen and had graduated high school early. I worked two jobs to escape my parents’ house. The job I favored was at a local Italian restaurant where I would work evenings and weekends. That is where I met you. I was your server. You were a regular and thirty years older. You were so divine; tall and muscular with salt and pepper hair. You were Italian and had the most beautiful bronze sun-kissed skin with dark eye...

I watched in horror as my two older brothers brawled in the front yard, drunkenly swearing and throwing punches at each other. My father, only slightly less drunk, stood on the porch behind me and bellowed at them to knock it off. Whirling around, I glared at Dad. "It's almost two in the morning! You have to do something." Dad merely rolled his eyes. "What got them started this time?" I didn't bother explaining that one o...

The creek was breathtakingly cold even on a summer afternoon. After a quick dip, I returned to dry land and lay down on my back beneath the shade of surrounding trees. My bare skin was dappled with the sunlight that managed to work its way through the leaves. With an arm tucked beneath my head, I closed my eyes and lazed in the warm air. Having stripped naked before entering the water, I felt no concern about remaining nu...

I was wet all over. My pussy was dripping, my tits were still saliva soaked, and my asshole was leaking copious amounts of my son’s liquid love. And for the first time, I could not enjoy any of it. “I can explain really. Mom—” “What is the ONE THING…“ “ I’m so sorry!” “…we have talked about?!” I was up and pacing while wiping off my chest and legs “You cannot tell anyone! How could you have—” “She’s my girlfriend! OK!" I...

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...