"Encounter 2 continues in The Garden."
Now I am standing in the sun, drips of cool water still running from my hair and down my body, surrounded by three beautiful women; you in your bikini pants, and the two girls in their light dresses. You all...
"A series to be continued"
I take your hand and lead you out, across the patio, into the garden. We are high up on the hill, in Italy, looking down over acres of vineyard. It is a warm, sunny day, but the air is crisp...
"The boys go out on their own..."
Kyle took the train to my place. It was a decision that both confused and elated me with remembrance of our first time together. I drove down to pick him up and found him waiting at the terminal with overnight...
""Fucking take it babygirl.""
I was excited to open the door and sign for the package from the postman, shutting the door before he had even walked away. My excitement was almost uncontainable as I pulled the hot pink, egg vibrator out of the...
"The rhythm of the rails makes an exhibitionist horny"
I had moved many times in my career- Lexington, Portsmouth, Omaha, and now the Big Apple, NYC itself. Well, that's not quite right, as I had, in fact, moved to Wilmington, about an hour's train ride from the city. ...
"Kate has sex on the brain, but she wasn't expecting to find it over coffee."
Lately, I’ve started seeing sex everywhere. I’ve never felt so insatiable, or reached this level of desperation. My pussy is throbbing all day long and it’s keeping me up at night as I masturbate multiple times before finally falling asleep....
"A hidden passenger brings a restaurant to a silent standstill."
The ride to the restaurant had been filled with giggles, leg-stroking and affectionate glances, but Connor had stopped short of utilising the power he held in the form of his phone and the remote-controlled vibrator, which sat snugly in Sinead’s...
"A writer and closet-exhibitionist finds herself in a compromising situation - compromising, but promising, and very fulfilling."
Somehow, being on the train always turns me on. Maybe it’s the vibration of the vehicle, sending delicious shivers through my pussy, or maybe it’s the many stories I’ve read about people getting naughty on public transport. Or maybe it’s...
"Oh... what an exciting game..."
I never thought I'd say that, because I'm not patriotic by any reach of the imagination, but I miss Canada. Work opportunity had me move to the US, in the Boston area, to be precise. But homesickness has a strong...