"A little face-paint can cover a lot of skin."
Some losses are impossible to survive. I certainly felt that way when my wife of eight years was killed by a drunk driver. There were days when it weighed so heavily on me that I couldn't breathe. The only thing...
"I'm a side chick who loves to give road head."
He had borrowed his girlfriend's car, just to run it up to the gas station and get it washed or some other trivial errand that he thought could get him away from her for an hour or so. Which is...
"The perfect partner can make you realize that nothing really matters."
The road stretches for miles, straight and narrowing to a pinpoint that looks as if it will lead us right off the edge of the Earth.I press the accelerator of my vintage, seafoam-green pickup to speed us along the pencil-drawn...
"Would you fuck me for my only fans?"
I try on a few outfits while you watch; a light blue tank top with cream lace trim and a cream lace pair of panties, a thin almost see-through white shirt with a burnt orange thong, and a pair of...
"I'm only naughty for you."
I’m flouncing around your living room in my gray oversized t-shirt and pink lace panties. I bend over to look at your records on the bottom shelf and feel my shirt slide up exposing my ass before I stand back...
"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 routine jog turns into a steamy full-body workout."
It was early fall, the air was still hot, and the leaves hadn't even begun to turn yet. As far as I could remember, I always loved being outdoors in nature. I only recently moved here, and I was still...
"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...
