The store clerk's warm hands secure blood-red straps around my ankles. The immense heels slope sharply to polished white nails. Seduction always quickens my pulse, knees drifting apart. Wider. Nothing but wet heat beneath the tiny matching dress. His eyes saucer. I chew my lip. Flash forward to porcelain thighs wrapping his bucking hips in the stock room, perched on boxes, our frenzied needs cresting. I'll stifle moans at...

Alan slammed the front door shut and slid down to his butt. He could hear the bathtub running upstairs and thought about going up to join his daughter in the bathroom. But it sounded like she wanted the night to be over, the last thing she said being 'Night daddy', so he decided against it. He retreated to his bedroom and collapsed onto his bed. As he lay on his pillow something tickled his nose. He pulled his head up and...

Alan sat on the couch, lapping away at his daughter's panties while his cock shrank. He was suddenly jolted out of his depraved fixation when he felt a cold wetness on his thigh. He looked down to see his dick lurched over, the cum-filled sock that adorned it resting on his thigh. He didn't want to keep Angela waiting so he figured he'd better clean up. Alan sprang to his feet and wiped his dick clean with her sock. He co...

Alan cheered and threw his hands in the air as the crowd around him erupted in applause. He peered out onto the soccer field at the celebrating group of girls. Jumping and screaming around the center of attention was Alan's own daughter, Angela. She had just scored a crucial goal to break the tie with only two minutes remaining in the match. The coach rallied the girls back into position for the remainder of the game. Pla...

One day in late September, I made one of my usual trips out to Maspeth to visit Nora at her house. I was surprised by her appearance when she opened the door. She was wearing a business outfit: a dark-gray suit with a tight skirt, dark nylon stockings, and high heels. I had seen those clothes before during her first visit to the college newspaper, The Salient. Her dark-blonde hair was pinned up on her head. Her most notic...

Stood in the field, naked but for her wellies, the rain dripped over her body as the storm raged overhead. Her long hair stuck to her face and breasts. She’d never looked more beautiful. I took her in my arms and kissed her lips in a slippery, sodden embrace, tongues mingling with the rain as we devoured each other. Our bodies clung together, as we slid to our knees. I laid atop her as she sunk down into the mud. Fingers...

Curled up on the white leather couch in Riccardo's hotel suite, Nicole gazed out the window over the city, bathed in afternoon sunshine, and berated herself for her lack of courage. Museums were not a good place to ask a man to spank you, neither were restaurants. The former was too quiet, the latter too busy. A hotel suite wasn't ideal either, it turned out. There was too much space and opportunity to procrastinate. She...

The white hulled fifty-foot cruiser looked beautiful as the morning sun cast its spell over her teak deck. Alexa slipped off her canvas deck shoes and stepped up through the side gate in the railing. The soft teak under her bare feet brought a stunning smile to her face as she turned towards John. Stepping onboard behind her, he watched the smile of a true sailor. It thrilled him to have her all to himself. His invitation...

Bent over John's desk, blazing pain slammed into Nicole's bottom. The impact of the hard paddle echoed around the CEO's office, bouncing off the walls and marble floor. Landing in her ears, it confirmed the pain her butt deserved for the way she'd treated Alexa. “Six, sir,” she cried out, her breath rasping with pain. Marking off each addition to her punishment forced her to take part. She couldn't let her mind wander off...

“Alexa,” her boss called through his open door. She left her cubicle, went into his office and closed the door behind her. A fair idea of what he was about to say, she didn't want to share it with the entire office. She'd just put an angry client through to him. Stern faced, he looked at her. “Why didn't you tell me about that yesterday?” “I saw the email, but you were busy and I forgot.” Yesterday, a match on her dating...