The starter was enticing. A tantalising treat to whet the appetite and heighten senses in the dark and intimate restaurant setting. The main was scrumptious and flirtatious. Quelling hungers as conversation and laughter flowed among sultry, seductive gl...
George Lax was a millionaire and was divorced twice. He did not want to have any more wives because the first two got hefty settlements. George was looking for young women who wanted to be spoiled by a rich older man. George was looking for young women...
When mystery surrounds, And my pathway of thoughts not clear. I close my eyes, Struggling to visit my place of tranquil calm, Who should come across my path? You, in all your glorious vibrant technicolour, Your own needs set to one side. You minister...
Today was all too much with missed deadlines, no lunch, feeling annoyingly horny, and then having to cook dinner for your best friend and me. You just wanted to go to your room and have a quiet cry and a bit of a wank to finish yourself off. Instead, you...
Donald’s thoughts on the plane ride are embedded in him now. He realizes what Emma has given him and how much he needs her to mesh with him. So, while Emma sleeps some through this trip, he does not, but as the plane descends to its destination, Donald d...
"Here we are, my dear. In you go," she murmurs in warm honey, holding the door open, so Claire can go before. As they walk to the center of the small store, a diminutive woman with spiky gray hair and piercing black eyes comes out from the back room. "Goo...
Claire was delighted to see Alison back at the Academy, and gave her a long sloppy tongue-suck the moment she reappeared in the Money Lab. That she appeared hand-in-hand with Eva was a shock, and elicited a twinge of jealousy at first – but Alison defle...
Two ears left between us, first harvest sweet, drizzled with butter. You take one, me the other, eye to eye. You arch a brow and drag the tip between your breasts and down, dangling it just above your cuny, waiting. I mimic you and hold. The ridges of ke...
Thursday night I sat on the couch waiting for my husband to get home. My mind was reflecting on the events of my day, but weighing heavier was what was to come tomorrow. When Rob came in, he went straight up to our bathroom to shower. I went up and waited...
Professor Emma Jane Cuntslicker, PGCF, FD, FRSF (Fellow of the Royal Society of Fuckers), sat slumped at her desk, weighing up the events of the week. Had there ever been a worse one during the course of her entire twenty-year career in fucking? Perhaps...
I moved into a new condo lately. Just three weeks ago, in fact. It’s a nice place, you know, with all the facilities people like to have. Swimming pool, outdoor of course so only available for half the year. A weight room and sauna and what they called...
Enrico, being married, could only see me on the sly, which suited me. Enrico worked all over Silicon Valley, fixing equipment. He told me who was hiring and paying more. I left Nortec and flipped companies with a raise. Before cell phones, we tried CB rad...
I continued to view the couple as they watched the girls come down from their highs. At this point, the man was leisurely slipping three fingers in and out of the woman while brushing across her clit. The woman was stroking the man’s slowly growing penis...
I know a letter is old school, but there's something about the tactility of paper. A physical connection you can't get from email or text. It warms me to think that the very paper you're holding right now has been in my hands, beneath fingers that yearn t...
