"A hunter's hunt"
High-Class Hunter“Driven by a desperate hunger.To the dark of the neon light.The heart is a lonely hunter.”(Reba McEntire: The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter)This hunter isn’t lonely; she’s high class: Most of my “clients” are pre-booked, but I’ve found that...
"Lexi meets members of the swingers' club for a "girls' lunch.""
Continued from Neighborly Love Part 9:When they arrived home from their dinner at Ed and Vicky’s, Lexi told Jake she needed to use the restroom and sprinted inside. Ed’s seed was still seeping from her pussy and she wanted to...
"Cheating with BBC"
But the other men had things to do as well. In the picture meant for Alina there were four figures at once, and the blonde, aroused to the limit and still denied an orgasm, was glad to be the center...
"Lexi discovers it is more fun to be the desert"
Continued from Neighborly Love Part 8:The days following Jake and Lexi’s first threesome together were tame. No sex and no discussion about what happened. It was as if they both needed time to recover and process the situation.Privately, both couldn’t...
"Comic-Con"
The Starship Endeavor was screaming through the void of Sector 7, but inside, the atmosphere was as stagnant as a pond. For three weeks, they had encountered nothing but cosmic dust. The crew was vibrating with a restless, cabin-fever energy;...
The mind is a dangerous place when it’s left unattended.It’s where loyalty and longing brush shoulders, where restraint loosens its tie, and where impossible things briefly feel within reach. I visit that place more often than I should, especially when...
"I love my husband. A stranger across the world was never supposed to matter."
I just want to make this clear, at least to myself: I love my husband, and I would never leave him.That is never going to change, and I’ve never wavered on that, even when I started crossing lines I swore...
"Do you know your wife exactly?"
It had only been a few days since that appointment at Jake’s clinic, but the rush still hadn’t faded. I thought the feeling would cool off, that I’d slip back into my good, controlled self. But before it could, another...
"Do you know your wife exactly?"
Lay has always been the perfect wife—at least, that's what everyone thinks. To the outside world, she's poised, elegant, with her long dark hair cascading down her back, her warm smile lighting up any room, and those deep brown eyes...
"Cuck cleanup in the morning after"
Chris's eyes peeled open at the first hint of dawn, his back screaming in protest from a night spent contorted on the too-small couch. The cushions, once plush and inviting, had become instruments of torture during the night, leaving him...
