Ay: Haziran 2023

John and I had only been dating for a couple months so I was surprised when he asked if I wanted to go with him to visit his brother in Boston. We were at that weird point in a relationship when things are just on the verge of going deeper. There had not been any …

My name is Mateo Marcos. I’m a big and tall white guy of Jewish descent originally from the town of Stoughton, Massachusetts. After graduating high school, I did some traveling around the country. I ended up attending Bayden State College, a small, four-year private school located in the city of Boston. It’s the place where …

Carl knew that he had to tread a very fine line between licentious behavior and considered pleasure and not take advantage of the opportunity to meet the needs of his aunt, Joan Hansen. She had moved in with his mother, Doris Moore after they had each gone through wrecking divorces. Work alone was of no …

I watch as the body I was supporting drops helplessly to the ground. Pathetic. I wipe my hand across the blood dripping down my chin and signal the guards to take the body away. I’m out of breath, and I take a moment to stabilize myself. I realize I feel quite full but the thirst …

Laura Chandler looked around the pool at the group of her daughter’s friends and their parents having a great time in the afternoon sun. It seemed only yesterday that she had been walking Gabby to kindergarten. She smiled at the thought that some of the friends here today, at Gabby’s eighteenth birthday party, were those …

This story was supposed to be one little story for one friend who had a fantasy about watching his coworker eat me out. Before I knew it, this story took on a mind of its own. I guess I will keep writing as long as it keeps cumming to me… * I paced in front …

When my husband, Scott, found out that he, his best friend Michael and all the bridesmaids in our friend Monica’s wedding would be getting ready at Monica’s house, he said, “That sounds like the plot to a porn flick waiting to happen.” My husband, the wedding photographer, would have his Canon at the ready, complete …

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Kristina carried Mrs B’s case up to the large second bedroom with its ensuite bathroom. Once there she unpacked the case, checking Mrs B’s tops, skirts and dresses weren’t creased before hanging them in the cupboard. One top and one dress were creased, and so she left them on the bed so she could iron …

If I touched my clit right now I’d cum.  I’ve been thinking about how you will use me when you get home.  How much of a mess you would make of me after you take what you want from me.  Everything I have is yours.Mid-afternoon and my throbbing little cunt needs some release. I’m lying …