"Holding The Low Nuts"
Pat's knuckles went white around his cards. Seven-deuce offsuit. Garbage hand, but he couldn't fold—not yet. Not with John settling into his chair like he owned the place, cologne thick enough to taste. The same cologne that was probably still...
"We learn why John is upset and what DeeDee’s Fantasy is."
Chapter 3: Breakfast the next morning.DeeDee and I were in the kitchen getting breakfast ready. She was finishing up the coffee, and I was setting the table when John walked in, wearing a heavy robe tied tight around his waist.“Coffee...
"Wife gets erotic massage in presence of husband"
The day had come. Several days after our intense sexual awakening where I presented the idea of her relieving her stress with an erotic massage, we were walking into the spa. We were greeted by a thin, attractive woman with...
The summer I turned eighteen, I was a closeted bisexual with a secret love for women's panties, long hair that brushed my shoulders, thick thighs, and an ass that always turned heads—even if I pretended not to notice. Fresh out...
The boys improved their breakfast cooking skills to include such delicacies as jelly omelets, cheese omelets and over easy eggs. The Breakfast Club studied sex manuals together and tried new and different things after every breakfast. We were amazed at...
"A woman goes off to college and finds her career. Although not the one she expected."
When I was a young girl, I was just a plain Jane, timid. Because of that, I stayed to myself and didn't socialize much. I became a bookworm, which really repelled the boys. That all started to change when I...
"Sharing a bottle"
Dizzy and disoriented, consciousness arrived as slowly as a sunrise. I wondered how long I'd dozed. Must have been a while, because the sun was now low and sunset was beckoning. For sure, I'd earned it, my sleep sluggish brain...
"After work for the hotel receptionist"
Melanie glanced at the clock before refocusing on the computer screen. Today had been a long day working at the hotel reception desk. The works party from the night before had checked out gradually throughout the day, and as it...
"A young man's Pongal homecoming ignites a forbidden passion with his best friend's widowed mother."
The bus braked with a hiss of air and a cloud of red dust the colour of dried tamarind. Ranjith stepped down, duffel bag heavy on his shoulder, the January heat already pressing against the thin city shirt that clung...
"A sex worker relates an unusual day at work to her husband"
It had been an exhausting night at the brothel.“How was work?” my husband asked. “Three rich guys came in. They’d made a long journey and wanted some fun before heading home. Anyway, they insisted on taking me together!”“Not…one in each hole?”“Yes!” “Wow,...
