The rain started pouring. The visibility had reduced even more thanks to the thick fog. The police car stopped next to ours, and they came out to pee. After a while, they looked very closely and found out that our car was standing at a place it was not supposed to. They came close and tried to see what was going on inside. Having sex in the open is not appreciated. We knew that, and hence we made sure we didn’t make any n...
My name is Ria and I am a twenty-four-year-old Indian Girl. I work out a lot to maintain my perfect hourglass figure. About a month ago when I was waiting for one of my friends on quite a busy road in Mumbai. It was almost ten at night and I was wearing a one-piece frost coloured slip dress which ended at my mid-thighs. After about fifteen minutes, a beautiful Black Kia Carnival with tinted windows pulled over in Infront...
“I want you in my bed, what will it take?” “I’m never getting into your fucking bed, you prick!” Taking out his wallet, Larry pulled a stack of bills from it. Looking across the desk at the woman standing there, he threw five one-hundred-dollar bills on the desk. “So, will that get you in my bed?” “Fuck you!” “How about now?” he said while tossing five more one-hundred-dollar bills on the pile. Heidi’s lip quivered before...
When I bought my first home at the age of twenty-six, I moved into a middle-class neighbourhood in one of the less fashionable suburbs of the city. The term 'middle-class' was perhaps a little euphemistic, because many of the people living in the street were rednecks. It was, however, the best home I could afford. I very soon became friendly with the family living next door, to my left. Martha, my neighbour was a buxom wo...
Chapter 1: Eventually, the excitement of sucking strangers' cocks in the porn theaters began to pale. My needs just weren't quite satisfied by the copious amount of cum I consumed almost every night. Don't get me wrong, I still got a thrill, feeling a man's cock come to life in my hand and his balls start to move in their sac. It just wasn't enough. Completing the feminization, started by my ex-wife and some of her lovers...
Two weeks earlier... You want to be business partners? My phone vibrated a few hours later. It was Jaden texting me. Jaden: I'm intrigued... what kind? I quickly typed back: The Factory. You don't even have to be at the joint sometimes. Purely business. Silent. He replied: Jaden: Why did you ask me? I answered quickly: You have a business mindset. You got a kid. You are the mature one out of us... After I sent that, he ha...
Having been married for quite a few years and with adult children around the house, it's fair to say that our sex life had got a little monotonous. It should be said though that it was now a case of quality rather than quantity nevertheless a little more, a little more often would not go amiss!In adding a little spice around the bedroom one of the things I liked to enjoy was hearing from my wife Julie what her fantasies w...
I shut the door to my office and walked over to plop down in my chair. Unlocking my desk drawer, I pulled out a cigarette from my emergency stash. Fuck it! This case had done me in and I needed a fucking smoke. Hell, I would quit again tomorrow. After lighting up, I relaxed back in my chair, propping my feet up on my desk, thinking about Ima Jean Butkis in lockup. My other hand slid inside my pin-striped pants and black p...
Last night went well. I had another argument with the boss about his business dealings, his personal affairs, and public persona. I guessed it was time to tender my resignation. I could not continue to work for someone whose morals were, hell; I do not even know what happened to his. To think I was once in love with Sly and accepted his marriage proposal. That was some twenty-odd years ago, when he was only a millionaire...
I just left that bitch Detective Balls's office. I swear she has a dick in her pants, trying to play all 'bad cop' with me. She obviously doesn't have enough fun in her life, but I know some fellas who would be happy to loosen up her tight ass. The funniest picture just popped into my head of her bent over her detective desk, eyes popping out her spiky-haired head, with Bobby Bigballs splitting her ass in two with his mon...
Fuck! I have had my spiky black hair raised more than once on this job, but I hardly expected this news tonight. Billionaire Sly Bucks took a nosedive off his third-story balcony, bloodying up his perfectly manicured lawn. Unfortunately, we live in a world where money attracts attention. A common person dies and no one cares; a billionaire dies and the case becomes a media shit-show. Sad really ... the power of those thin...
“So, what’s your name?" Jordan said, behind the camera. “Alexis. But you can call me Lexi.” “Well, Lexi... if some of our viewers didn’t know, we have some history together. And, this is your first time doing porn, am I correct?" Jordan said. “Yes, it is.” “What made you do porn?" She thought about the obvious answer, which was monetary reasons. But, she took another direction, which she thought of when Jordan was “recrui...
“Have you got the time, Honey?” Despite shivering in the November night, I managed to insert a key into the front door of my lodgings while glancing up the dark street. She stood two doors away and, like the naive teenager I was, I turned a little so that the dim light of the streetlamp fell onto my cheap wristwatch. I peered. “It’s a minute after eleven,” I said, my breath forming brief clouds of fog. The red end of a c...
Perhaps it was just me, but every time I managed to steal a glance at the sofa, it seemed not as white anymore. Of course, it was still white; pristine and clean, but in my mind it seemed to me that it had changed a shade, going from a true white to an off-white. It had been sullied. I could no longer look at it the same way. I hadn’t even managed to sit on it since, choosing instead the old faded floral armchair. It was...
The rain violently spattered against the windows, the strong gusts making it come in on the diagonal, as I sat at the kitchen table and tried to do my budgets for the month. Bills and letters were lain out before me, in a neat and methodical pile, although my mind was anything but. It felt disorganized and scattered with thoughts. Internally I felt chaotic.‘Maybe if I didn’t fill up the car this week, that would save a bi...
