I walked into the coffee shop and immediately locked eyes with Nick. I couldn’t stop the giddy smile from taking over my face, even though I worried that he would think I was a huge dork. We’d been texting back and forth for weeks, and I never actually expected to meet him in person – he seemed too good to be true. We shared a lot of similar interests and philosophies, and he was smart. Oh my god, was he smart? I’d never,...

They didn’t go out to lunch often, although they had been going out for a while. Alyssa was trying to watch her weight (she had put on about ten pounds within the last couple of months). And her boyfriend, Noah, liked to watch his wallet (though he was by no means cheap, just thrifty). On this occasion they had a date at IHOP and Alyssa was practically enraptured. “I’m going to get pancakes. No, eggs. No, eggs and pancake...

Whenever we were together it is like fireworks, sparks, loud bangs, screams, and pure excitement. Today was no different. I found myself lazing on my comfortable chair in just a pair of pink shorts and a t-shirt, I was having a bit of an off day, my emotions all a haze, and the only thing clear in my mind was you. How you always know how to make me smile and feel appreciated, even when I am not feeling it myself. The calm...

Mike’s final forceful thrust sent Fleurette’s squeal of orgasmic rapture soaring into the Parisian night. Mike, fingers skimming warm breasts, eased her weight off him. Despite his basic French, she had to know. “C’est fini,” he growled. “Mais pourquoi?” Mike sighed. Wildly demanding all night, Fleurette needed to realise, “C’est tout.” Her eyes showed dismay. His softness slithered out of her, leaving an empty cavern, a...

Thwack. Thud. Squeak.The sounds of the adjacent squash court filled my ears and danced with the vibrations in my temple. My fucking boss and my fucking job, my fucking ex with his perfect fucking wife, the endless fucking holes in my fucking life. Thud. Thud. Thud. I stood in lonely silence, but the noise inside my head was deafening and relentless. I pulled my sodden top over my head. Sweat cooled on my skin and fell in...

Good morning love, I hate when you are away for work. I always have the best dreams that make me ache for you. The longer I go without you the naughtier my dreams seem to get. I want you to pin me against a wall, either by my hands or my throat. Kissing me, gently, but with force. I want your free hand squeezing my tits, pinching and twisting my nipples. Turn me around, making me face the wall, pushing my head forward. Yo...

I was very excited about the backpacking trip I had planned with my girlfriend, Liz, at Yellowstone, in late January. The snow was flying and it was a beautiful time to backpack through the park and then stay at the Winter Lodge that had an ice bar this time of year. I have to admit I was mostly looking forward to being able to fuck her all weekend long. I picked Liz up early Friday morning and we headed out to the park....

After a few months of chatting online with Bob, Ellen had agreed to meet him for dinner, followed by a night out. Not having dated since her husband, Ken, passed away, she was rather nervous about it and had used just about every beauty tip in the book to get herself looking good... **** Ellen caught herself admiring the tight little ass of the young Italian waiter, as she followed him to the bar area where Bob, her date,...

Beep beep beep. Oh god, is it really 5:30 again? I'm not going today, I'm just going to get up, pee and then crawl back into bed. I slowly make my way to the bathroom in the dark. As I drain my bladder with my panties around my ankles I keep my eyes closed. As the stream fizzles I reach for the roll.  "Shit, no toilet paper." I stand up and scuttle over to turn on the light so I can see, then scuttle back and finish up. A...