The ding of the elevator announced my arrival to the parking deck beneath the towering office building. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a harsh glow on the concrete walls and floors. As I walked towards my designated spot, I caught sight of Samantha leaning against my car. With her long golden hair cascading down her back, looked like a model straight out of a magazine. Her youthful face was framed by loos...
We moved into the grey concrete slab of flats on the notorious Kensal council estate when I was thirteen years old. Life was difficult enough, but the fact that my Mum's fiancé was black didn't help matters in the racist stakes. Apparently, a white woman with a black guy was frowned upon in the seventies. I loved Jermaine, though. He was fun to have around and always defended me if Mum was being critical. His voice was as...
I had moved into this shared apartment since I needed a cheap place to stay as I was attending university. It's an old-fashioned apartment with beautiful, though crumbling, ceiling features. Wooden, hand-carved wall panels, that have been painted over more times than one can count. The apartment is as beautiful as it is a travesty. But it’s close to the university and with five other roommates, it’s also cheap. My roommat...
I sat there with my hands behind my head, stretching out my legs and letting the tensions of the day ease from my body. Today had been a long one, but now the work is done. I was in my new home, a rented flat, thanks to the help of my two girlfriends, Sarah and Clare. If it hadn’t been for them, I would have gotten bored with the move. There would have been a pile of still-to-be-opened boxes in the living room, and I woul...
Little Red Riding Hood was walking home after a long day. The tides of life hadn't precisely drifted her way since she was a young girl. She still had the red hood, but she was, in fact, a grown-ass woman now, and there weren't many prospects on the horizon, so she didn't have much left in the tank. Grandma had left her the house, but the mortgage was in arrears, and creditors were nipping at her ass. She could have inher...
I awoke Sunday morning in my pink nightie. I thought about how much had happened in the previous two days. I was now Jim’s girlfriend. I had sucked off four men and swallowed a quart of semen. I became aroused. I only had to play with my clit for a minute before I started cumming. I caught most of it and fed it to myself. I looked forward to sucking Jim’s huge dick. “You better get dressed, girl,” I said out loud. I did m...
Friday, and I had arranged to meet up with Andrew for a post fucking de-brief at a café near his home. It was quite a pleasant surprise that Sharon was there with him. They both greeted me warmly, hugging and kissing me. Once again, Sharon’s hug and kiss on my lips lingered longer than I had expected. It was a very nice catch-up as we chatted about various topics, but not sex. Sharon said that she had to head off to work....
“That’s the most absurd thing I’ve ever heard.” “I’m telling you, it’s true!” Chris insisted. Christine sighed. Her brother had come up with his fair share of tall tales over the years, but this definitely took the cake. Not ten minutes earlier, he had walked into their apartment, returning from his camping trip in the backcountry. As soon as she’d asked him how the trip had gone, he began rattling off the most unbelievab...
The taxi drops me off at the curb. I step out into the misty rain falling from the dark sky above. A week is how long my business trip lasted. Packed with boring lectures and a bit too many Happy Hours. I have missed my Jane terribly. I have since she dropped me off at the airport a week ago. Walking up the pathway to our front door, I can feel my heart beat anew, knowing she is on the other side of the door. Given the ti...
"I'll be there soon, just stuck in the traffic," was Maxim's text to Sasha. It was night hours, he was on his way to the beach. The siblings didn't expect that their father would come back here on the beach this Saturday night. At this moment, they were tangled together on Wesley's sheet. Naked and consumed with lust. Before that, after their friends left in the morning as soon as they woke up and bid their goodbyes to ea...
John stared across the street at the motel. Four friends had told him what he'd see, but he still didn't believe his eyes. Mary, his wife of fifteen years, embraced and kissed another man. The kiss wasn't like the kisses she had been giving him lately. No, this was a kiss of deep passion. The kind of kiss, if he thought really hard, the memory would picture in his mind. It was the same kiss she had given him many times at...
Allison was up first the morning after their revelatory evening before. She’d woken earlier than usual as the evening found them sleeping earlier as well from sheer exhaustion. Wanting to give something back, she made Jeremy’s favorite breakfast despite it being another workday. Maybe a start like this would make their day better than they’d been recently. “Good morning, baby!” she said with a loving smile as he appeared...
Chapter 4 - A Whole Lotta Spankin’ Goin’ On Part 15 – The Long Weekend & Spanking in the Park I’d barely pulled out of the lot into traffic when Susan announced, “When we get home, I’m gonna spank you!” Before I’d had time to react, she added, “I’m gonna pull your pants down and give you a spanking! You need to get spanked good and hard!” “Yes, ma’am,” I replied, adding, “Are you gonna put me …” “Over my knee? Oh yes, as...
Chapter 4 - A Whole Lotta Spankin’ Goin’ On Part 13 – The Long Weekend A week or so later, as I was getting ready to take Susan home on a Sunday night, I told her of a business trip I’d be taking that week, leaving Tuesday morning and returning Friday around midday. I’d been putting off telling her, afraid of her reaction, as I wasn’t happy about it and imagined she wouldn’t be either. We saw each other very often, never...
For the umpteenth time Keith looked at his watch and groaned — another two hours to go before he could legitimately switch off his computer and leave for home; two more hours of tedium. He sighed, and applied himself to the report on the screen in front of him, making a mental note that he really would have to speak to its author about their appalling spelling and grammar — it would have to be rewritten of course. Christ,...
