The moonlight shining through the window illuminated the bedroom like daylight, making it impossible to sleep. Truth be told, I had been tossing and turning all night, full of nervous energy that needed to be channelled into something productive. Tonight was the night. Recital night. The culmination of months of meticulous practice. I was ready, but needed to calm my anxious nerves. I threw on my sweats and a T-shirt, gra...

It was a big year for me. I had just turned twenty-two, graduated from college, started a new job, and moved into my first apartment, all in the same month. I hadn't even been in my new place for a whole week when my aunt called to say that she was in town visiting my mom and had a housewarming gift for me. It was Friday night, and I had planned to go out, but she wouldn't take "no" for an answer, and she'd be here in an...

Some girls are born to wear jeans. Maybe it’s the way the fit displays her ass, or perhaps how the skin-tight denim reveals the alluring shape of her thighs. Whatever it might be, some women can be sexy as hell in nothing more than an old pair of Levi’s. Gina was one of those girls. Blessed with nice tits and a figure that made blue jeans cling to her ass like Saran Wrap, she made my cock ache. That and the tight-fitting...

This story starts back in my high school days. I grew up in a very conservative family. My parents always bought me clothes that hid my natural beauty. I always wore loose-fitting clothes, and although I had a nice body, no one ever knew it by the way I dressed. I was a loner because of that. I hardly had any female friends, and the boys shied away from me because I didn't wear short skirts and tight jeans and didn't show...

It was one of those days. If it could go wrong, it did. What should have been a quick, routine flight to end the day had dragged into hours stuck on the tarmac. We couldn’t leave the gate because the plane would be due for routine maintenance upon arrival at its last stop, and there was nobody in the small town who could complete it. Rather than switch all the passengers and luggage to a new plane, the airline decided to...

I climbed off him fast. Legs still shaking, cunt still leaking, heart hammering. I didn’t look at him. Just yanked my skirt down, shoved my tits back into place and grabbed my gloves. He reached for me, slow, like he wanted to say something. I cut him off. “See? That’s what we do,” I snapped, fixing my corset laces with trembling fingers. “Just good sex. Filthy, brutal, perfect sex. We’re not some fucking couple. I don’t...

The months turned into years with Gina by my side. She indulged all my sexual needs and wants, and opened me up to many more during our time together. However, our time was cut short after just five years. Gina went out to work one night and never made it home. She was involved in a fatal hit-and-run accident. I was devastated for years. I moved out of our rental and bought a house in a new town. I needed a fresh start fa...

The sun hadn’t come up yet, and already I wanted to shoot something. Preferably Cal. The fog was heavy, curling round our boots, thick with smoke from the coal pit they had rigged up behind the chapel. Someone had adjusted the courtyard valves so steam hissed theatrically from the iron grates. It all set the scene perfectly for the duel. I stood at the mark. Full gear. Longcoat, leather and brass holster, red silk skirt s...

The manor looked fantastic. Ivy creeping up soot-stained stone, brass lanterns flickering along the gravel drive, thick clouds of staged steam hissing from copper pipes sunk into the garden wall. They’d gone all in. Gilded Rebellion, they called it. This LARP had really gone all out. I adjusted the collar on my longcoat, and flicked my brass monocle into place. Under the coat, I was in a Victorian dress, steel-boned corse...

Over the next few months, Gina and I were pretty much inseparable except when we were working. Every night, we basked in each other’s sexual desires and needs. Gina didn’t mind that I was introverted and preferred to stay home. It just meant more quality time for her. One day before Gina had to go to work, it was your typical southern summer, hot and humid. It was 94 degrees, but with the humidity, it pushed the heat inde...

Years flew by after I left the one-horse town I grew up in. I was living in a large city, which over the years had its ups and downs. I dated many women, but nothing ever seemed to stick much longer than a few months. That was until one summer evening when my friends dragged me to a bar. I am normally very introverted, and I enjoyed the quiet and solitude of being alone. It allowed me to focus on my career. My friends wer...