… he says. It’s been a strange week. October is always a bit weird – neither summer nor winter, it’s that liminal month between the joys of sunshine and the dense, dark rituals of year’s end. This one is relatively mild, but at the office on Thursday, it rained so hard water squirted through a closed sash window. I picked up the phone, pretended to dial, and then said, “God? It’s Kelly. Yes, that one.” I winked at everyon...

Part One - Filfa Marisa FUCK! was all Marisa could think as she wrapped herself out of what was left of her Euro 800 Heimplanet Cave titanium tent. Grateful to have googled the most wind-resistant tent before she embarked on her project, she was swearing because the situation (and her tent) looked worse for wear in the dim morning light. Even worse than when she dragged herself to sleep after nearly drowning after her div...

MARY-JANE Mutant John’s ground floor flat is part of a fifties-era construction that includes five others built to last by the council in the days when councils did things like that. It has a tiny conservatory that opens onto a small, paved garden, one end of which is occupied by a lean-to wooden greenhouse of indeterminate heritage that backs onto the garden wall. The tomato plants nearest the flat don’t quite mask the m...

"I left my boyfriend waiting in the car," she said as she bounced through the door, lifting her skirt high along her thigh. Her perfume and dark ponytail trailed through the air behind her. I locked the door and turned to face her. She had walked over next to the arm of the couch. "I just need you to eat me out." Her eyes twinkled. "Quick. Please," she begged up at me. I'd been dreaming about it all day. I had already tak...

By June 2018, I had a slight reputation amongst a few women at my store. I didn’t mind, but the past year had been very adventurous thanks to Ashleigh. It was the anniversary week of Ashleigh and I’s first night together, and I was working in the online pickup department. They were short-staffed that week, and I was helping for a few days. One of the ‘pickers’ (picked the items ordered off the shelves) over in the departm...

On a usual Wednesday morning, Kash sat at home nude and ready for his visitor, sitting naked on the couch and stroking his cock. Truth be told, Kash had finished an intense workout consisting of squats, bench press, cardio, and deadlifts. Instead of going for a shower, he decided to lay on the couch, his aroused body ready for the visitor to come. Leah sent Kash the text letting him know about the visitor he will be havin...

"Just go away, Arvan!" shouted Lisa. “It’s no big deal,” replied Arvan, in bed naked with the tanned girl with dark hair. “No, it’s over, fuck you, you are a fucking monster! You don’t show any love, get out!” shouted Lisa, crying after feeling like she had been used. Lisa looked exactly like Dua Lipa with her black hair and was one of the girls on Arvan’s rotation. In the past, she had complained of Arvan not showing eno...

There she was just dancing in the club, swaying and playing to the swirling sounds. This girl had me entranced. Her hair was long, black, almost blue, and she shook it like a mane. 'She could whip me with that,' I thought, as I watched her lush, lithe, body gliding to the beat. I was there with work friends. We had agreed a night out, as a chance to mix. It was different to the work mode we were usually in.  Bob leaned to...

I was at that age where friends started getting married. It's only natural and normal for twenty-somethings to get hitched with their high school or college sweetheart. For me, this was a foreign concept. No high school sweetheart, too many college sweethearts and the whole "settling down" thing, to me, was overrated.My good friend was getting married so I rolled to it riding solo. It was a beautiful ceremony. We drove th...