Like a ship upon the storm-tossed sea Destined to be cast to and fro. One day tribulations shall seek us out, And then my awful terror will grow. But why need I fear or tremble? E'en though I be plunged into the abyss. I know the day will surely arrive, That you'd come and rescue me with a kiss. For you have always been my anchor, Amidst the dreadful tempest and calm. And whilst I dwell in your loving arms, I know you'll...

“I fucking hate bowling!” Lexi roared in frustration as she got her second gutterball in a row. “Why did we even come here?? This place sucks!!” Four or five people were staring at us by the time Lexi grumpily took her seat. Milo got up to throw his ball, which left Crystal, Taylor, Morgan and myself sitting on the bench. Morgan was nuzzled into my chest, a place she didn’t leave unless she had to. I didn’t object; Morgan...

She despised him.  Despised the wisps of hair that straggled from his nostrils, the saliva speckles that adorned his lips as his mouth gurned to reveal crooked tombstones demanding a hygienist's attention. Despised the heated wave of his breath ripe with stale hints of alcohol and cigarettes and garlic. Despised the weight of his body against her thighs, her pubic bone, her stomach as he slammed his swollen and insistent...

My name is Debbie Smart. I divorced Mike three years ago, my childhood sweetheart, before becoming my spouse. We had a sexually fulfilling marriage, dominated by my obsession with the cane and Mike's love of fucking my arse. We gradually drifted apart until Mike found true love, so he told me with his nineteen-year-old trainee!! I am a thirty-five-year-old blue-eyed blond, a bisexual sex-mad nymphomaniac with a rampant co...

"Then Hayes said, 'Dental dam? Rub that wood with an eager beaver.'"Abbey smirked. "Next time, we can email her the invoice. I don't need an adult toy magnate inflicting my new employees with her puns. Even if she is my business partner.""Hayes isn't so bad." Cruz rose from the desk outside of Abbey's office. He slung his messenger bag over his shoulder. "I had fun this week.""You're doing an excellent job, Cruz. Have a g...

My name is Lucy Edwards. I am seventeen, nearly eighteen years old, a five-foot-six tall blond, slim and rather attractive, so friends of both sexes tell me. One evening a week, I attend a Further Education college with my best friend Debbie Smart to study "A" level Sociology because my school doesn't deliver this qualification. We require this for the university courses we had identified, so this proved ideal and recomme...

For a while, I had a boyfriend who had two tongue rings -- a barbell in the back and a ring on the tip. He was the type of guy who, when he filled out a job application, he answered the question "What are your hobbies?" with "Cunnilingus" and a hand-drawn winky face. He could twist his tongue sideways in either direction, then flick it back and forth like a demented snake. He loved to show off how he could twist a cherry...

My name is Susan Smart, I am a petite blond, looking fit to fuck at forty-three years of age, so they tell me. I divorced in my thirties and lived happily with my daughter Debbie until she married her long-term boyfriend Mike last year. I have enjoyed relationships with both sexes, including my boss, daughter, and her mother-in-law. I am addicted to corporal punishment since my school experiences and it plays a massive pa...

I knew what he wanted from me when he asked what I was wearing to the theater. I rattled off a few options of things I knew were clean -- the jean shorts, the black capris -- and noticed when his eyes lit up at the mention of my pink skirt. “Well whatever you wear, don't forget a sweater. You know it's cold in there.” He’s so sweet. We sat in the back row, like always. And not only was I ready for him in the pink skirt, b...

My name is Sharon Burly, Shaz to my friends. I am forty-three years old and have been happily divorced from Bill, my ex, for five years. I like to think I keep myself attractive, as my relationships since my divorce appear to support this. I have been seeing my long-time friend Susan's ex-husband for the last couple of months. I have always found David, her ex, attractive and pleasant company. When we bumped into each oth...