The Birthday Party Gloria no longer felt guilty for cheating on Jim. Why should she? After all, he was fucking their daughter. In return, Gloria fucked Jason every chance she got. He was a buff and handsome real estate client ten years younger. They did it in her office, in the car, in houses for sale, at the hotel where he stayed and even in the bed she shared with her husband. He fucked her pussy, ass, mouth, tits and a...

Danielle had been scratching her itch to reach throughout college, dripping throughout the day at the sight of horny labourers milling around the park grounds. Her gusset was so wet for so long. The unmistakable funky smell meant fish was not just served on Fridays. Danielle finally got a chance to fulfil the extreme obsessions that had been building up over the last couple of years. She loved how the labourer, Kevin, cou...

The rest of the afternoon was spent… just hanging out. We watched a movie or at least we had one on. We talked through most of it. About normal stuff and then… “Take your skirt off for me, Amy,” Inga commanded. “Yes, Miss,” I said, complying shyly. This was still very new, after all, and I wasn’t used to being told what to do and expected to just… do it. Once I was naked from the waist down, we moved into the den. It was...

“Theater is on your left, enjoy!” the elderly man said with a wink in his voice. I cringed and tried to bury my face inside the pink scarf wrapped around my neck. I recognized the ticket-checker from the town diner we ate at this morning. My husband’s hometown was a small one in Idaho. Less than a thousand people. The type of farmers’ town where everyone knows everyone. “Thanks,” my husband said and guided me to the left....

The body of Lucinda Michaels was found early Monday morning on the fifty yard line of the high school football stadium. She had been strangled. She was the head cheerleader and one of the most popular girls in school. It shocked the community. Two days after her body was found, Adam Strictland was arrested for her murder. The police found incriminating texts from Adam on her phone, and someone had seen them arguing on Sun...

Josie Vendredi, the hotel detective, met the insurance investigator, Jill Cannon, outside of the honeymoon suite crime scene. “Brace yourself,” she told her associate. “The walls. Everywhere. I’ve never seen anything that bad.” Vendredi looked at Cannon. Cannon looked at Vendredi. “Whoever it was, they left a message.” As she entered, surveying the scene, Cannon wrinkled her nose at the carnage’s pungent odor. Evidence ba...

My wrists and ankles were secured to the brass bed. I was blindfolded. Megan’s lips were latched onto my clit like a suction cup. The blood was rushing through my body as she made me come many times over. She finally let go, looked up at me, and said, “I love how you taste.” It was hard to believe that just two weeks ago, Megan had never been with a woman. She went from a virtuous, Christian, sexually frustrated wife, and...

I lay on Sterling's king-sized bed, with my hands resting on my bare stomach. Though I was blindfolded and unable to see my surroundings, I'd been in this room numerous times before and was familiar with it. Inhaling deeply, I detected a trace of Sterling's expensive cologne lingering in the air. When my nerves started getting the better of me, I reminded myself of all the money I was making from tonight. Sterling, one of...

The pearly gates need a damn good oil, that's for sure. They swing inward ahead of me, and the rending screech of grinding metal echoes across the sun-drenched cloud carpet beyond. Clanging to a halt at the extent of their swing, the disturbance rolls away to be replaced with, well, nothing. No harps or cherubs or singing choirs. Nothing. I’m alone. Utterly alone. Ripped leather jacket, skirt and a low-cut beaten top comp...

The restaurant was a very expensive one, with white silk napkins, elegant cutlery, and Victorian-style decor. It was the sort of place her parents only ate at once or twice a year, and as she was shown to her seat, Alex reflected that being an escort tended to open doors that would otherwise stay firmly shut. She ordered a glass of water and was just about to take a sip when the client’s parents arrived. They introduced t...