"Want To Try The Taste Of My Pussy?"
I want to feel your lips against mine. Come kiss me, taste my awaiting lips. Taste my flavour, as I taste yours. Mm, yes, that’s it. Your lips finally move to mine, needing mine as much as I need yours....
"Dinner and fireworks for two, please."
The sky was tinged in oranges, pinks and purples as the last rays of the sun gave way to the inky black of night. Jake checked his reflection one last time in the small mirror over his wash stand, running...
"The Quality of Mercy is not strain'd, said Shakespeare, I once tested my emotions on that."
My name is Jennifer. I suppose I am what you would call normal, for the most part. I am twenty-four years old and I work in admin for a textiles company. It's not the job of my dreams or anything,...
"The exciting end to an exciting night."
The engine revs under the less than gentle command of her foot. She sees the excitement in his eyes and makes for the edge of the map, ignoring his fear. “If you keep that up, I'm gonna cum,” he tells...
"A true story about my adventursome experience with a well endowed black guy"
I had a great summer and was determined to have a great second year at the university. I successfully registered for all the classes I wanted, and now I wanted to find a guy that I liked and who shared...
"She Wants A Little Fun Too"
I knew when I got married to my husband that it wasn't going to be easy. He is a business man, one who has to travel a lot. I understood; I knew that I would be spending a lot of...
"Someone gave her m-oral support under the conference table, while she was interviewed."
I sat in the interview room, wondering which one of the interviewers was going to do the bad cop routine. It was one of those conference rooms where the table dominates the room. The space around the table was a...
"An introduction to pussy eating"
“Jessica, spread your legs,” Ms. Reynolds ordered laying her hands on her thighs. She moved slowly. “Come on now don’t be shy. He’s seen it all before I’m sure.” Sighing a little, she parted her legs wider. Michael stared between...
“Mmmm, who is that?” Samantha asked, jumping out of the car. “Who?” I asked, crawling out of the car, still half asleep from the ride. It was late June, almost two months since my sixteenth birthday, and like every summer...
"his hand didn’t go back to its place on the desk; it landed on my thigh"
His hands slowly slid around my back and under my shirt, unclasping my bra before discarding it on the classroom floor. He sat me on his desk as he slipped my top over my head, and lowered my mouth to...
