I felt as if my heart was going to beat out of my chest as James and I drove west on Route 95 towards Summerlin. Had I been alone in the SUV, I would have texted Gianna to let her know that James and I would be dining at the restaurant this evening. Howev...
“I’m so glad your back is feeling better Mrs. Wilson. Just keep doing those home exercises like we talked about and it’ll keep feeling better. I’ll see you next week. Have a great afternoon!” Sophie said to the elderly patient she had just finished a sess...
Plans were hard to come by. Kitana went home with me, and we stayed up late debating what to do next. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of urgency. I had already most of a year messing about Bening and building a house. If my survival was dependent on disc...
Forty-five-year-old Dan sat in his den in his oversized recliner wearing only a pair of shorts and polished off his third beer. His salt and pepper beard matched his close-cut hair and was neatly trimmed. He was watching a moving on Saturday night and sec...
Carla awoke early in the night. Rob snored loudly. Ronnie never had that problem. Another thing to appreciate him for. She was missing him. She was used to having him beside her as a source of comfort in the night. She was horny, too. If it was a weekend,...
Mr. Smith made his plans to set up more parties for me. I felt sure they would be very popular and very lucrative. Meanwhile, I had been very intrigued by Mr. Thomas's invitation (or maybe it was more like he placed an order) for me to plan a sleepover wi...
A sultry couple sat patiently in first class, awaiting the perfect moment for their naughty sex games in the sky. Taking her hands in his, he indicated it was time for her to be his good little bad girl. She nodded in agreement, giddy at the opportunity t...
"YOU HAVE TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME AVERY!" Mitch yelled, waking me from a sound sleep. Bright sunlight was streaming into the room, and as I struggled to focus on my surroundings, I heard Mitch's voice again. "How the fuck did this happen?" He was sitting...
Despite this cold December evening, I nudge the window open. A breath of wind flutters the silk curtains but does nothing to soothe my burning loins. I won’t reach to relieve myself. Just one stroke is all it would require, but no, I don’t deserve such pl...
Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson's boudoir was perfection. Dominated by her Regency bed, the room had a high ceiling and was decorated with gilded moldings. There were carved and gilded wall panels and luxurious draperies, expensive curtains, and wall hangin...
My body trembles as I kneel there, fully aware that I am at the mercy of the casting agent and powerless to resist his thirst for pleasure. My gaze is drawn to his cock, which is perfectly positioned at my eye level and stiffens with each stroke of his ha...
His massive erection leaves my throbbing, clenched asshole feeling sore, and my tight anal walls contract and relax in an attempt to return to their normal state as I remain bent over the desk. "Your ass is so tight, I almost couldn't get my dick out," th...
Since my hands are holding my buttcheeks apart, my chest and stomach press against the cool surface of the sturdy desk for balance. With each passing second, my senses sharpen, amplifying the rush of adrenaline. Time slows, and all that exists is my heart...
I was eighteen, and in the summer before I went to uni, I was working on garage fuel pumps in the days before self-service. One of our regular customers was a lady in her mid-thirties whom I will call Vera. She always smiled and was very forward and provo...
I cannot believe it happened, but as I sat in my kitchen early Sunday morning, the events of the last several hours flooded through my memory, bringing a huge smile to my face. It was late Saturday morning, the first weekend alone since my son, Steven, ha...
