"You deserve a reward for cooking."
You're cooking, the scent of my favorite dish wafts through the room, stoking my hunger, but not just for food. The thought of you going to such lengths to please me stirs a deep desire within me. It's only right...
"Reward for being good and obedient!"
Male’s P.O.V~The lights were turned off. I was unable to see anything when I stepped inside her apartment, but her voice directed me to her bedroom and then to her bed.I hesitantly sat down, waiting for what was to come...
"My most embarassing sexual experiences recalled!"
Welcome back to my sexual autobiography, answering questions posed on the Lush forums for which I have a truthful answer!This poster asks, what was your most embarrassing sexual moment?One of them has already been told in this series. It's in...
"The first rule of Fight Club, no one talks about Fight Club!"
It was so hot that I could hardly breathe. Or maybe it was my nerves because my husband was up next. The bets had been cast; the lights of the dank basement flickered. The frenzied mob made their discontent known...
"as long as he wins"
Pushing through the popping flashbulbs, Jimmy Big Fish hustles the battered fighter down the tunnel to the change room. Gloves stripped off and windings cut away, he looks across the room and nods.In the hall, shouting epithets at reporters, Jimmy...
Susie Green was a trophy wife. Her husband liked showing her off like she was a prize. Suzie was much younger than Joseph, who was sixty. He would shower Susie with gifts and special treats.Joseph would have his friends over...
"Coming to the rescue of an unclad beauty stuck in the hotel hall."
She stands in the hall, naked, blushing, and covering herself with her hands. Somehow, I turn my head. It’s hard, because she’s stunning.I offer my robe and my room, so she can call the front desk.The staff’s on the ball,...
The clatter of dinner plates turns her head, but I hold my stare. The curving neck, the raven hair, the perfection of her ear's shell.She swivels back, locking eyes."You were saying?""Ah, right. Sorry. The merger papers..." She pulls herself tight against...
"Here we are, my dear. In you go," she murmurs in warm honey, holding the door open, so Claire can go before. As they walk to the center of the small store, a diminutive woman with spiky gray hair and...
"Why did he agree to give the spoiled brat a ride home? The boy's mother's tits, what else?"
Thank you. Xoxo, the text read. Sean cursed at the prospect of having to endure Michael's various caprices longer than necessary and at his inability to say no—more accurately: to say no to the pair of perky breasts Michael's mother, Sharon,...
