Chapter 5: Sex for Breakfast SAN DIEGO COMIC-CON, FIVE YEARS EARLIER... I’m twenty-one years old. I miss the old Comic-Con, from when I was a kid. Artist panels, big personalities, culture and community coming together in celebration. These days, it’s just a public circle-jerk for the Marvel Cinematic Universe, or low-hanging fruit for short-form content creators that need you to “Smash that Like button!” Kill me now. The...

I tried to get back to the dorm early the following morning, while Andrea was still asleep. As quietly as possible, I slipped into our room, but my efforts proved futile, for she immediately popped her head up from her pillow and flashed a bleary grin. "You were down to fuck Mystery Guy on the first date?" She playfully wiggled her eyebrows. "When do I get to meet him?" I stood there in my rumpled dress, hyperaware that I...

Lara stepped off the main stage at The Pearl, listening to the cacophony of cheers and hollering coming from the crowd behind her. She had just completed her set on the pole and could still feel the excitement and adrenaline that accompanied performing in front of so many people. Pole work was probably the weakest area of her game, having only being able to practice during off hours at her old club, The Pussy Cat. The pro...

Clara nodded, feeling the heat from the drink and his eyes on her. She awkwardly knelt between his spread thighs, her pants still around her ankles, her large breasts swaying with the movement. Up close, his cock was even more intimidating, the head glistening with pre-cum. "I haven't done this…very often," she admitted, her academic confidence nowhere to be found now. In truth she had never done this before, previously c...

Every year my best friend and I meet a day before Christmas at his place, to wrap our gifts together. Over the last few months there is this sexual tension between us and I'm pretty sure he feels it too. So today I decided, that I will surprise him for our meeting. I bought the sexiest red thong and straps that I could find, with a little bow in the front. I thought about putting a bra on, but I know that Jake appreciates...

The following day, I saw Sullivan only once, when we passed each other in the corridor. I met his stare and quickly looked away, but a mere second later, I glanced at him again. When I did, I found him grinning. As if he knew I'd returned to my apartment last night and fervently masturbated. As if he could tell that I'd pinched my nipples, delighting in the tenderness he'd left behind. For our second meeting on Thursday,...

I'd not seen Kelly in a few weeks, not since our text exchange. I didn't think she was avoiding me, though she may have been a little embarrassed by the frankness of our exchange. Understandably so, it was very candid. I saw her parents leave their house and decided to visit her. I think she was a little shocked to see me at her front door. She didn't look too well as I asked how she was. "Nothing has changed," she replie...

The young woman's eyes were downcast when she entered the store Silas owned. He watched as she furtively glanced around. Upon finding no other customers inside the apothecary, she made her way to the counter. Silas stood behind it, giving her a courteous smile. "How may I help you today, miss?" The woman, who couldn't have been more than twenty years of age, still refused to meet his eyes. It was then that he recalled her...

Week 2: On Friday, Bella, Cam, Ash, and I all get ready at our dorm. I'll spare you the details, but I was wearing a bra, a leather skirt, and some low heels, and I was in a full beat, so I was looking very sexy. We leave at around 10 and go to the senior apartments. (At my school, there's no bar scene, so all the parties are at the apartments and you can kinda roam between them). It's already packed when we get there. As...

For our honeymoon, Charles took me to Maui in Hawaii. We stayed in a gorgeous resort and spent our first few days sunbathing on the private beach. On the third day, Charles had chartered a small boat to take the two of us out for a day of deep-sea fishing. Charles had put on a pair of baggy swimming trunks, a Hawaiian shirt, and a baseball cap. Under a sarong, I was wearing a pink high-leg bikini. We arrived at the jetty...