"The shopping trip ends with a special delivery"
“Come on, Sugar Daddy,” she teased. “If you plan on fucking me like this all week, I’m going to need some new things to wear. And you better plan to keep fucking me like this.”I laughed, stumbling a bit as...
"The afternoon gets hotter with Mallory"
“You really want to break in this new bikini?” My fingers moved between her legs.“What do you have in mind, baby?”“I want to fuck you in it,” I blurted out. As we kissed again, I rubbed her pussy lips through...
"Back when we could travel, I took a little vacation"
The sun was not yet baking over the resort as I settled in by the pool. At that point, it was just me and the bartender who was clanking ice into bins as he set up for the day at...
"How the Legend of The Lady in the Lake came to be."
It all began one Halloween night.We were best friends in high school. We played on the volleyball team together. Madison was shorter than me, but she could dig out the spikes from other teams. I was good at the net...
I stared, rapt at the junction of lips and cock shaft as the stubbly cheeks swelled and collapsed, tongue circling beguilingly around the veined velvety hose fully erect and building to its pleasure and mine. I caressed my swollen shaft...
"She'd caught me jacking off. She decided to keep teasing me about it. In the best possible ways..."
Cold winter weather is far from a guarantee in the south. Growing up we rarely had a White Christmas. And it was more likely to be sixty degrees and sunny. If not warmer.Weather permitting, my family celebrated Christmas Eve outdoors...
"Being a slut is like being an explorer."
Maddie grew up in a small village and has lived nineteen years of her life being a good girl. Unlike all her peers she rarely went out and almost never got drunk. She tried cigarettes when she was sixteen but...
"Letting go of the past isn't as easy as it may seem..."
It is a spring evening in 2000. I am twenty-two years old.We sit across from one another in a restaurant booth. Meg’s black hair comes just past her chin. It’s the shortest it’s been since high school. She’s wearing a white...
"She'd caught me jacking off. She decided to keep teasing me about it. In the best possible ways..."
I didn’t have a cell phone in the nineties. Even if I did, text messaging wasn’t a thing. I had an email account through my university, but plenty of people still weren’t using email. And even if they were you didn’t...
"She walked in on me touching myself. Instead of being disgusted, she lent a hand..."
It was Christmas 1998 when it happened. I was home from college for winter break and went to visit my cousin on the other side of the city. We were about the same age and had spent a lot of...