Pamela: My mouth is dry, my head is aching and the room is spinning. I rested my head on a pillow but I had a raging hangover. I can’t remember anything from the night before, at all. The last thing I remember was taking a chug from a bottle of vodka. After that, it’s all blurry. I was in bed, butt naked. On my side, my double breasts ached slightly, and my silky long hair splayed over the pillow. My pussy and ass crack a...

I suppose what Nancy and I did down there could be called a “circle jerk.” I had dared her to masturbate against one arm of my favorite sofa while I did the same thing straddling the opposite side. I wasn’t sure she’d do it, but she accepted my challenge. We had witnessed each other climaxing as we rubbed our genitals on the rough cloth of the couch. Just after we finished, we sat there together, holding each other and ki...

deAngelo Brighton was one of the only ones at the party that knew that the party was actually for a wedding. Fitting, as that is something the Maid of Best Men ought to know. It was Halloween. It was Samhain. It was 3 AM. And at this point, the music was loud and penetrative. Everyone was in costume. deAngelo was dressed as the white rabbit who had seen better days as his white frizzy hair looked like doll fluff escaping...

Bosom buddies. That was what my mom always called me and Charity. While the term usually made me and my best friend snicker, I couldn't help but think of it now, when the two of us stood facing each other in my bedroom. A few minutes earlier, Charity had arrived at my house and let herself inside. The sound of her bounding up the steps made me grin. It was a Saturday afternoon, and since my parents would be gone till earl...

Mary’s heart was pounding in her ears. Her voice was trembling, softly repeating, “No no no no…” She sat in her chair at the school library, a small stack of children’s books waiting to be processed—the subject of her terrified stare. Her friend and fellow volunteer, Jocelyn, was standing in front of the desk, her short, busty frame thankfully blocking the view from anyone looking in the office. “Mary, I’m sorry this upse...

Legs opened like sails, on board The Carnal Promise. The Captain never felt a breeze as bold, as salty as her first mate’s musk. Tricorn hat hung on hard nipple, the writhing first mate, writhed in time with the sea’s sighs and swells. Above deck, unable to help himself, the crewman ordered to take the wheel, shoved his hand down his trousers, keeping one hand at the wheel, as the other finger-flicked his own clittoral ca...

My husband gingerly picked up the small book, as if he feared touching it might contaminate him. Sitting to the side of his desk, I looked from the book's obscene cover to Jacob's face, wondering if I would discern more than blatant disgust in his eyes. He wasn't always so proper, I reminded myself. Before we were married, he was quite persuasive in convincing me to try all sorts of filthy acts, both in bed and out. But n...

After a short rest on the cum soaked carpeting, Mrs. Crawford suggested we move the party to the bedroom, "for a proper fucking," as she put it. I watched in awe as this grandmother, Jerry, with short-cropped hair and luscious G-cup breasts walked naked across the room and down the hall, her tight wide ass a lovely sight to behold. My adolescent playmate Steve followed quickly and I helped Candi, Mrs. Crawford's hot thirt...

Colette could see it was still raining outside her window. She was glad to be warm and dry, but she was still at the office, working. She also couldn't wait for the day to be over so she could get to the gym. Working out after work had become a regular activity for her, and it worked out well because Steve rarely got home until after 7:00. The rain had stopped outside. Colette looked at the clock and saw that it was almos...

“Hey, what are you going as?” Mia asked me out of nowhere, looking up from her desk. It was close enough to Halloween for me to catch her meaning. “Nothing.” I tried to sound offhand, and not pathetically homesick at all. “Oh, come on.” she swiveled her chair to face me. “You’re not a ‘this is my costume’ orange t-shirt type of girl, are you?” I aggressively wasn’t, but I shrugged like those t-shirts didn’t make me gag, a...

“I think now’s a good time to take a break,” announced Chrissie. My tongue certainly needed some respite. I was released from my shackles and allowed to get up, with some assistance, as I had been in the same position for goodness knows how long. Helen and Nicola took an arm each, and raised me, like Dracula raising his latest conquest from her deathbed. I looked at the clock in the hall as I walked unsteadily to the bath...

At first glance of the room, anyone walking by the apartment window looking in would’ve thought it was cleaning day. There were a couple of small piles of clothes thrown on the floor and multiple cushions pulled off the couch. But looking further in, that glance would have also revealed two naked women entwined tightly on the ground, breathing heavily and glistening with sweat. Colette, lying on one of the cushions, has a...

Chapter 4 Kim's fingers hovered over the console's keyboard. The data on Chimera filled the screen, a jumble of numbers and graphs that should have commanded her full attention. Her mind kept drifting back to the sensation that still lingered between her legs—a heat that refused to be ignored. She shifted subtly in her seat, trying to relieve the pressure building within her. The movement only served to draw attention to...