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On Tuesday afternoon Emily was sitting in the living room sofa, wearing her light blue pajamas under a white bathrobe and white slippers. She was reading through the pamphlet from Jennifer while listening to TV and eating a late lunch – pizza leftovers from yesterday evening. It was three o’clock and Stephanie would probably be soon back from school. Dad was working the day shift and wouldn’t be in until past eight. After yesterday’s success with Jennifer, Emily got the first good night’s sleep since before the night at the club. She slept in till noon and felt much better – her headache was all gone. She was about to…

Although I’ve written this story from a personal point of view, it’s a complete work of fiction. Any characters depicted herein are at least 18 years old. **** “Excuse me, sir, would you like to try our new drink?” You’re in a superstore. A very attractive, curvy, blonde young lady smiles at you and a offers a small sample of alcohol. She’s wearing a figure-hugging dress, cut low enough to arouse without being indecent. The drink is almost as delicious as she is, you take the special offer voucher and place a bottle in your trolley in the hope that you can recapture an image of her later that evening,…

The phone rang once, I picked up breathlessly, he always knew when to call…”Babe, I’ll be there in an hour…let’s go for a nice dinner…” I couldn’t wait – dinner meant good food + fabulous sex…my favourite combination. “But listen, afterwards I have to drop you right home – I need to sleep early tonight.” I frowned – was he really going to give up a chance of fucking me just for an extra hour’s worth of sleep?! I made up my mind that I would drive him insane from the second he saw me…if he decided after all of that to still go home early then I was determined…

The house was broken. As a house – that is as something to keep the elements out and keep you safe – it didn’t work. He stood on the broken porch in the shade of the broken roof and felt the summer heat desiccate and wither everything in the yard behind him. The house would take a lot of work but he had time and it felt good to have a project. But before the house came the garden, if you could call it a garden. Where it wasn’t parched dirt and rocks it was waist high grass – coarse and tough as anything. And everywhere junk: broken wood, parts…

Growing up in rural Montana, with the closest neighbors being 11 miles away can be rough on a young boy. Luckily I had a twin sister who was a bit of a tomboy, and always up for a fishing trip or campout. Sis loves fishing to this day, takes her family camping and is still as much of a tomboy as ever. Don’t get me wrong, Sis was and is to this day a looker, and did enjoy some girl activities such as cheerleading, barrel racing and baking contests, which were fairly common in our area. We were close, and I was very protective of her, punching more than one…

So the past few months things have been rather uneventful. I have been spending a lot of time with both Abbie and Chelsea after our shifts drinking, smoking and having some seriously intense girl on girl on girl sex. I find myself more and more wanting to just eat pussy, suck titties and play tonsil hockey with the bubblegum tongues of my fellow servers. Abbie and I have both been awarded keys to Chelsea’s place and we pretty much spend all of our free time there between shifts at the restaurant. Being a tom boy from way way back I do like me some sports whereas the other gals can’t…

Lana struggled futilely against the metal restraints cuffing her to the bed. Her husband had left her, naked and trapped, in this hotel room for the better part of an hour now. Jesse had clearly prepared meticulously for this event, choosing a beautifully situated bungalow to enact this cruel torture upon her. A television on the right hand side of the room was depicting a number of amateur bondage scenarios, with volume just high enough for Lana to hear moans of pleasure and pain. Jesse knew she had domination and submission fantasies and his selection of pornography was maddeningly titillating. To her left was a ceiling-high glass door that had…

This is a true story. I hope it excites you as much as it did me when it really happened. Enjoy! My wife (Jill) loves to go to the beach and sit on a beach chair while watching the surf as the sun sets. However, since we no longer live near the coast, she still dreams of those days basking in the sun near the ocean. We live in the shadows of the Rocky Mountains now, far away from any beach. However, she has grown fond of watching the summer light shows of lightning with our frequent evening thunderstorms. One such storm hit this day. I arrived earlier than normal…

Dr. Barry Smart, a handsome 49-year-old brunet with a slight gut, went into ‘Le Strip’ at around 11 pm on Saturday night. The owner of the Hamilton, Ontario strip club approached him as he, sulking, was looking for a place to sit. “So, trouble at home, eh?” the owner asked, having previously chatted with Barry on the phone. “Yeah,” Barry said with a sigh. “Well, we’ll help you forget about that, eh? Our good friend to the business,” the boss said, leading him to the tip rail. “Come sit here at perverts’ row: a really hot-looking blonde will be on stage next. She’ll cheer you up, for sure.” Hearing that…

Second Inning Second part of a nine part series! Definitely check out part one before reading on. Also, this one has some light incest play (no actual incest) so be warned if that’s something that bothers you. As always, everyone is over the age of 18. Now on with the show! When I woke up the next morning, Sarah was already gone. After everything we’d done together the night before, I assumed we’d at least wake up together and talk. Share some flirty looks before starting another round of rubbing off in the backseat of the car. I shouldn’t have been surprised. I’d taken enough rides on Sarah’s merry-go-round by…