A long and eventful Christmas Eve party with her new colleagues at the day spa left Katie with a fitful night’s sleep, her mind buzzing with a mixture of excitement and unsettling temptation. Raised in a strict, religious household, Katie had always steered clear of behavior deemed promiscuous, feeling a strong sense of guilt and discomfort at the mere thought. In the past, having only gone as far as making out with her f...

"He's coming, watch this," said Sarah. "Wait, you are really doing this?" asked Bianca. Sarah put on her black bra and panties, which contrasted with her pale skin, which was covered in freckles. Her dark brunette hair and blue eyes gave her the ideal look. Her body was slim, with perky breasts and pink nipples. She had the look you would commonly find in places like France. "Yes, just like we planned," said Sarah. "Oh bo...

Sydney sat cross-legged on her neatly made bed, surrounded by textbooks and notepads. The room's only window cast a soft, warm light, making the white walls seem to glow. She wore a simple T-shirt and panties , her hair loose that swished as she nodded in concentration. The room was quiet, except for the occasional rustle of pages and the distant murmur of college life outside. "Hey, earth to Sydney!" Avery's voice pierce...

When Ben finally returned to work the following weekend. He took his usual spot back in the storage room, shoulder deep in stacks of boxes. Apparently, the store had gotten way behind with inventory over the past week, and Ben was pretty swamped just playing catch-up. He never made it to the sales floor to see if Khole was even working. But she didn’t come back to see him either. Maybe she wasn’t at work after all. Ben’s...

Prologue: Lucky Charm She was going to be late! Sarah had been looking forward to tonight for quite a while. She wasn’t going to let some stupid jacket get in the way, but she had to have it. She always wore her jacket. Not because it was cold out, but because it just added that little extra something. She always got compliments on it and found it to be lucky on more than one occasion. “Under the bed, big fucking surprise...

Penelope and I sat at her kitchen table, sipping hot cocoa as we caught up on all that had happened since we'd started college. It was now fall break, and the moment Penelope let me know she was home from school, I'd rushed over to her house. During high school, my best friend and I had been inseparable. But while I attended a university within commuting distance from home, Penelope had been accepted to the school of her...

Short, thick, brunette——shorter skirt. Up ahead on the escalator. College age——can tell by her friends. It happens fast. Mall trip with my son——he’s off hunting collectibles. Heading upstairs, she’s above me. Can’t help it——tilt my head at the right angle, I can see what’s under that skirt. Nothing under there, but a chubby, smooth bare bottom. It’s so big——so cute. That night, my wife lays on her stomach on our bed. Drip...

My wife was going to a conference in Denver for six days, so she paid the girl next door to watch our two kids during the day, while I was at work. This was back in the ’90s, when jeans rode low on girls’ hips and held tight against their asses. I taught English composition at a state university in the southwest. The square-yardage of midriff I observed on a daily basis was almost too much. As I walked across campus to my...

“Lock the door and come over here.” I pushed the lock and came back. His cock sprang out. My mouth watered, producing the extra saliva I needed to slide this monster further. He grabbed my head and pushed his cock deeper into my mouth. I gagged, but he didn’t leave. “Fuck!” he groaned. I felt hot cum shoot into my mouth, sliding down my throat. I pulled his almost softening cock out of my mouth, wiped my lips with the bac...

FINALLY! I was happy that school was back in session! I couldn’t WAIT to get back to campus. I LOVE school. I was good at it, carrying a solid 3.5, majoring in Architecture. I was reasonably hot, so there was no shortage of guys trying to get with me. But mostly, I loved school because my mother wasn’t there. It wasn’t that I didn’t love my mother. I did, I mean I do, but she was still so bitter and angry that any time sp...

Back to the Bay After an adventurous freshman year in the Ames, Iowa writing program, away from my repressive family, I was happy to sneak back to Berkeley and stay with ‘the sisters', Ella and Grace, in their rambling shared house on upper Virginia Street. If I’d had to stay with my parents, even Ames would have been preferable. Maybe I‘d make a ‘surprise visit’ to them before returning to college? My months in Ames were...