It was that hot summer of 1976. I'd known B for about six years, all the way through senior school. I knew she was a great kisser. She knew how to use her lips, and her tongue seemed to have a life of its own. I'd first discovered that a year or so ago in a teenage fumble while walking home one evening. Then, about a week before this story, we clicked. B had great tits, soft and full with large sensitive nipples that I kn...
Chapter 7 I awoke from a dream. It was both arousing and terrifying. I lay there trembling, soaked in sweat, my heart pounding and gasping for breath. I was trying to make sense of it, and I didn't want to wake Ben, so I got up. I needed to clear my head and decided to shower. The soothing, warm water washed away the sweat and some of my anxiety. I remembered parts of the dream, but they were fragmented. I finished shower...
Every family has one. The wild child that thinks the rules are for everyone else. The one that pushes boundaries to their breaking point, and beyond. Our pastor's family was no different. In their case, it was their oldest, Ginger. A hellion, if ever there was one. I happened to see over her shoulder while she was texting at church one Sunday. From its contents, I knew that she was no angel. I also overheard some of the i...
My phone beeped loudly and vibrated on the veranda table. When I checked, it was the doorbell app. The screen showed Alison, my daughter's friend, smiling at the camera. The two girls had been inseparable as children, but they drifted apart when Alison was sent away to a posh boarding school after her parents divorced. I hadn't seen the girl for years, and now she was a remarkably pretty young woman. "Is Helen there," she...
"Ooo… yeah, baby…" Sherry breathlessly moans, raking her nails raking across my back. "Don't stop, Mandy, don't stop!" Oh, God. I don't know how much longer I can hold back the flood of cum that's been building in my balls since we got home from shopping for clothes at the mall. I mean, I'm borderline anorexic after my three-month starvation diet, and I'm literally in love with my new body, so finally getting new clothes...
Mary Jane Walter woke up confused about where or whose couch she was lying on. She was an investigative journalist for the Daily News, covering a story about Dr. Greenworth, a scientist involved with some shady people. She had broken into his lab to find evidence against him, but everything that happened after entering the lab was foggy. However, her dream while unconscious was still clear in her head. She had exposed a c...
Jodie licks a cherry from her cocktail and sips the strong vodka concoction. Her pussy is damp, she is longing to be wet. She needs to have her brains fucked out of her tonight. She looks hot and sexy as the Hawaiian sun glares down on her at the exclusive hotel in Honolulu. Her blonde hair waving in the wind and brushing against her tanned skin. She is going commando under a lemon evening dress which trails down to her a...
1.Preamble. Almost a month had passed when Simon's mobile 'pinged' to alert him to a message from Cat. It was a pic of her in her latest lingerie purchase, with a simple note saying “Hi Simon”. He knew what that meant, and replied instantly to ask when she would be free for him to visit again. He had relived the last occasion many times in his dreams, and it had been arousing each and every time. However, her reply was no...
Sitting up in an unfamiliar bed, Thomas reached for his head. He felt groggy and hung over. A voice said brightly, "You've been asleep a long time..." Looking around the small room, he realised that a young lady was seated by the window, her green eyes regarding him steadily. "Not to worry. I've been watching over you." Thomas groaned and tried to remember what had happened the night before. All he could recall, after bre...
For the last couple of months, for reasons I’m not going into much detail about, I have lost my mojo. Actually, let’s stop right there and change that word because I hate it. Mojo? It sounds like a toy, a gadget. I have lost much more than a playful little thing. What I have lost is my shine, my spirit. If I wanted to be completely honest, I’d say I have pretty much lost my will to live. Adulting, but particularly parenti...
Chapter 4 The bubbles, thank god for the bubbles. I was thankful that they obscured my body. I was still in the throes as my husband stood smiling at me. He was hopefully unaware that he had walked in on his wife climaxing. I tried maintaining my composure and replied, "I'm fine and just finished my bath." "Well, I thought I heard you yell out. You look flushed." "It must be the bath water. It's a bit warm but very relaxi...
Natalie and Seth decided that inviting both sets of parents to dinner at a nice restaurant would be the best way to announce their engagement to them. “They will be less likely to overreact in a public setting,” Seth said. Nat chuckled. “I agree.” “How’s the head today?” he asked, cupping her face with his hands. “It’s days like these that I could forget that I have a terminal brain tumor. Thanks to the pain medications,...
Chapter 1 My name is Beth. I'm an RN and worked at the hospital in the ICU. I'm twenty-six, 5' 2", 115 lbs, 36C breasts, blue eyes, and shoulder-length blonde hair. My husband is an associate professor of marine biology at UCSB. Ben is handsome, twenty-eight, lean, and 6', with brown hair and hazel eyes. His job requires him to scuba dive on research projects, and he keeps himself in good shape. We met during my senior ye...
Remi, when we travelled to the old house, I saw your expression tinged with regret. I wanted to console you, but I have no words. I must be bright and pretend and say nothing about your pain… our pain. The early morning had not lost its crisp air. Eating my pain au chocolat, I watched you because the front door would not budge. Always, you are the taciturn tower of strength, the door groaned, dragging a pile of mail that...
"Caught you," my neighbor's booming voice calls out, breaking the silence of my afternoon playtime by his pool. I quickly pull my hand from between my legs and try to hide my dripping fingers and flushed cheeks. I steel myself for his rebuke, wondering how he could be here. I had watched them load up their car this morning with suitcases and coolers and leave for the long weekend. I watched their car drive away. I could f...
