“Aria, babe.” I called softly to my wife. “I have a bath ready for you,” I said as I came back into our bedroom. The soft scent of jasmine and rose water wafted in from behind me, where our attached bathroom was. Aria looked up from her phone, an adorable pout on her full lips. “Finn, honey, you spoil me.” She was so gorgeous, lying on her tummy in just a loose white cropped tank top and peach colored booty shorts. Her ou...

I pulled in, hopped out, swiped my card, and hit the button for regular—87. Jammed the nozzle in, squeezed the handle, and leaned back against the car. I barely had any money left in my checking account, just enough to fill up my ancient Chevy Spark—a car so bad it actually won “Worst Car of 2014.” I sat there thinking about how nothing ever changes. Why would it? My life is a “Wash-Rinse-Repeat” cycle of bad luck and too...

I had just gotten out of a job interview wearing my last clean clothes when my day turned for the worse. I was about to jog through a crosswalk when a car came whipping out of nowhere, drifting around the corner. My life didn't flash before my eyes. I just stood there like a deer in the headlights while the car tried to brake but hit me anyway. I felt my feet leave the ground and then a terrible pain. Like a sledgehammer...

Joanne was seventeen, a good-looking girl with long red hair, not really obese or fat, just a little bit plump, several pounds overweight, but with a glorious soft full round bottom. She had come to stay with her granny for two weeks during the school summer vacation. As usual, she wore a tight vest top and shorts, which always felt comfortable in, and enjoyed the looks she got. Granny's cottage in the country was quite i...

“Alright, young lady, you’ve been in this situation all too many times before.” She trembled with excitement and trepidation at the way he said that. Did he know? she silently wondered. “Stand in the middle of the room, bend over and touch your toes.” Hesitating for a split second before retreating a few steps back, she did as instructed. She could hear a cabinet door opening, and though she could hear him chuckle as he s...

Grant Ryans tapped away at the keyboard, each stroke a hammer blow to his already heavy head. The air conditioning vent above him weakly blew his tousseled brown hair. His eyes strained against the blue light from the monitor. The office had closed. The cubicles were all empty. But the unfinished reports remained. Then there were the e-mails. Still unanswered. Grant leaned back, the cheap worn out chair creaking its displ...

The black plastic trash bag arced through the air before crashing into the battered green dumpster. Kevin lazily made his way back to the old two story brick building that held Larry's Cafe. His phone chimed as he received a text message. He stopped near the kitchen door and leaned against the wall, the rough brick against his back. Kevin pulled out his phone and thumbed open the screen as he listened to Carlos singing so...

Anna held up her phone so I could see the video playing. There on the screen, in a crystal-clear image and amazing audio quality was footage of Ash and his cellmate fucking both my holes while I was on my hands and knees. I dared to look past the screen Anna shoved in my face to see a grin on her face, she knew full well that she had the upper hand here. "You should keep watching, it's a great watch. There's even this par...

Post-coffee-break lessons the following day began with embroidery. Simone thought of it as an old maid’s pastime and was not expecting to enjoy it. However, she quickly appreciated the skill and artistry involved; so much so that she swore loudly when, towards the end of the lesson, she accidentally stabbed her finger with the sharp needle and got a small blood stain on her design. The teacher, Miss Baker, glared at her....