Stretching her aching body, Andi slowly roused herself from sleep. For a moment she’d forgotten about the excesses of last night, but the dull ache of her jaw together with the “used” feeling in her pussy and ass brought it all back. She bathed in recollection for a brief moment, reliving the fun she’d had in the gloryhole; then reality hit her as she heard her phone ping. Fearfully, she reached for her phone; would it be...

She had always been the “good” one of the family, always seen as being “pure as the driven snow”. She had her morning coffee meetings with the church ladies and seen at the local fundraising events for good causes. It was just who she was - dutiful wife and good Christian… but oh she wanted so much more. She wanted to live, feel alive, feel wanted; feel wanton. She listened to hushed conversations, eavesdropping on murmur...

I was struck dumb. The flame red hair as it entered the room instantly drew my attention. The flowing locks fell across her face and framed her beautifully. Her dark brown eyes seemed a contrast to this vision; they appeared as though they were the wood from which the flames were fed. The hair was reflecting the passion for her that was being ignited within me. My gaze roamed further, leaving the beauty of her features an...