"A wholesome New Year's Eve party takes a naughty turn..."
The considerate blinds subdued the sun's rays eager to announce the dawn of the new year. After all, politeness should be shown to those still recovering from their New Year's Eve party. One stream of sunlight, however, snuck through and highlighted...
"Every person deserves Joy on Christmas."
He hadn't planned this. No one ever planned to be homeless. A few more conscious passersby noticed the tragic irony of where he slept. Directly above him was a store window showcasing a fanciful adorned bed, complete with fluffed pillows, fur blankets,...
Snowflakes serenely float as I settle on the window seat. The scene reminds me of his fingers, lingering while drifting down my nakedness. As the night unfolds, the flurries' pace hastens, clumping together, coating the window. My pulse quickens. I envision...
"I still love her..."
Mom doesn't like her 'cause she sits and spreads her thighs. Dad doesn't like her 'cause she sucks my wallet dry. Friends don't like her 'cause she rubs on all the guys right before my jealous eyes. She's my bad, bad girlfriend, but...
"She just needed the right dance partner..."
"Why do you sit in the corner?" "I have no rhythm." His leading hand pulled her onto the dance floor. She stood motionless at first; unsure, awkward steps followed until he intervened. Placing a hand on the small of her...
"Give me something good to eat..."
He was shocked at the cheesy line that escaped his mouth.Even more shocked when her blood-red lips invited him inside.They say, "Love is blind." Actually, lust is blind. Spellbound by the inviting pussy-trap in his face, he missed the pentagram...
"Now, its her turn..."
My teeth drag the olive off the toothpick with dramatic flair – making sure he's watching. I wasn't always this way... ~ooOoo~He said he'd see my soul between my legs. I believed him, giving that which could only be given once. His...
"Something unexpected came with the old house..."
Tap. Tap Tap. I heard it but was trapped in that foggy, disorienting state between sleep and consciousness. A voice inside my head kept urging me to wake up even though my eyelids weighed heavily, fighting me. Finally, they fluttered...
"Jaxson Daniels."That name once again owned the sports headlines associated with basketball. His semi-erect cock hardened to fullness while he read the article. Damn, this kid's good, he thought.Relaxing back in his bed, he gently stroked his hard-on with one...
"It's never enough..."
My first taste of sex satisfied me. Nipples peaked within his fingers. Clit swelled from his licks. His penetrating cock was enough. Then, my clit grew numb to his tongue. More. I needed more.My own fingers, frantically fucking and strumming, failed me. Like...