Whirlwind Stories

Being an escort in this day and age is hard work. It’s even harder when a meteor hits the planet and takes out most of the fuckable population. But what is a slut to do? You make yourself sexy and sell that ass, cos what else is there to do? Clean up the rubbish from destroyed buildings? Go through other wreckage and pick through them like a fucking vulture? No fucking way. The way I see it, this planet is on the shortlis...

“Put this on,” he murmurs and his boyish sparkle glows brighter. “What is it?”  “A blindfold.” I lean away from him, narrowing my eyes.         “What do I need a blindfold for?” "The surprise. I promise you I’m not looking to have my wicked way with you… yet.” That slow promise in his voice in that single short word ‘yet’ sends resonating throbs of desire straight through me from my breasts all the way to my thighs.  “I n...