"Using explicit and arousing words to talk about sexual activity."
“Don’t you fucking move!”“Yes, Sir.”Pushing her legs back, patting her pussy.“What’s this?”“My pussy... Your pussy.”Slapping it a little harder before sliding three fingers in with ease.“Try again.”“Your pussy,” slap.“Your cunt,” pumping three fingers.“Your sopping cunt.”“I’m going to lick my sopping...
Another might have scoffed, but sitting naked and cross-legged opposite, I know his mind is wide open to all possibilities.Our knees are close with wrists over them, one face-up, one face-down. Eyes closed, breathing together, bodies swaying in time. The...
"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...
"A short story I wrote sharing my fantasy about my fetish for Alexa to see who else has this fetish"
*Sarah is not my real name.* It was the day of my birthday. I sat at the table in my kitchen, whilst mum and dad watched me open presents and cards.I got a few chocolates etc, then I came to my...
Sydney Sunshine was an exotic dancer and prostitute. She was young and beautiful. She was one of the headline dancers at the Red Zebra Club. She did lap dances on the side and for the right client she would prostitute...
"She'd caught me jacking off. She decided to keep teasing me about it. In the best possible ways..."
I woke up on Christmas Eve to the sound of someone knocking on the door. It was after nine o’clock. I was asleep in a guest room in my uncle’s basement. Next to me was a pair of my panties...
"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...
“Keep eyes on the road,” I told Kabir as we hit the road. I then crawled over to his seat and planted a kiss on his balls. My hands grabbed his cock and started stroking it, as I started to...
