Amanda stayed in touch with Nikki after she left for Texas. They still texted and video chatted, but it wasn’t the same for either of them. It was Friday night, and Amanda was having dinner with her friends, Kim and Mark. “She’s really under your skin,” Kim observed. “Enough that I toyed with moving to Texas.” The couple gazed at each other, slightly alarmed. “And after she graduates and moves to Tennessee? Are you going...

It was that time of year again. For some reason, the school holiday period never seemed long. Six weeks sounded like a long time, but it wasn’t. Elizabeth heard the raucous bedlam halfway down the corridor from last year's students in their final year. She would, unconditionally, be glad to see the back of them. She took a deep breath and opened the door to the classroom, half expecting them to fall quiet, but they didn’t...

A framed photo of Martha sits on the end table. She's adorable. Blue blazer and a pink blouse complement her practiced smile. You know the one, that dignified PTA-staged grin. A pose perfected for bookshelves or a husband's desk. Lips pressed together in seeming happiness But she's not faking now. Granted, I can only see half her face. But ecstasy shines in profile. Martha can't stop grinning, pressed down against this le...

Hi. It's me again - Anne. It's been a couple of years since I wrote about the... little toy I bought for myself on my eighteenth birthday. Like I said back then, as much as I want it, I'm determined to wait for the right guy. I'm twenty now, in my sophomore year of college. College has been great - I'm on my own, have made a bunch of friends and going on dates feels freer not having a curfew like I did at home. But what h...

Marla was forty-five. She was a beautiful, fit mother of three teenage boys: seventeen, fifteen, and thirteen. Her breasts were perfectly round, 34C with small dark areolas and tiny nipples. Her waist was thin with a flat, toned stomach. A two-inch-wide dark brown landing strip adorned her underused, married pussy. Her thick, shoulder-length hair was chestnut brown. Her eyes were big and brown. Her face was smooth as if s...

Marla was forty-five. She was a beautiful, fit mother of three teenage boys: seventeen, fifteen, and thirteen. Her breasts were perfectly round, 34C with small dark areolas and tiny nipples. Her waist was thin with a flat, toned stomach. A two-inch-wide dark brown landing strip adorned her underused, married pussy. Her thick, shoulder-length hair was chestnut brown. Her eyes were big and brown. Her face was smooth as if s...

This story begins with the last part of Hall Pass, part 1. Julie came home from fucking those two guys and went to our bedroom and spread her legs open so I could clean up all the crusted cum. That only took me a few minutes, and I was hard as a rock again, thinking about what I was doing. Julie grabbed my cock and asked, “You want to fuck my used pussy now?” I nodded my head, then shoved my cock into her pussy. It felt s...

I was dressed like a perfectly normal teenager. Red cotton shorts showed off my tanned legs and firm ass. A tight T-shirt with Sabrina Carpenter’s image that didn’t quite cover my belly. Black sneakers with bright white laces. The girl-next-door look, which I knew drove Daddy a little crazy. Not that he showed it. At least not in front of his wife. “We’ll be back around midnight. Help yourself to the kitchen,” Mrs. Thomps...