Jolene’s body swayed to the pulsating music emanating from the large speakers at the base of the stage at the back of the smoky club. She walked towards the bar, barely noticing the people packed into the small room. She hummed softly along with th
I said to Philip that I would love him to repay the favour. I went and locked his room door ensuring that we would not be disturbed.
I sat on his bed and let his hands explore my body. He started by unzipping my nurse’s dress and m
When I admitted Philip to the cancer ward at work, we hit it off. There was a connection or chemistry that we found hard to deny.
But nothing could happen I was a Nurse and he was my patient it was un-ethical and un-professional.
The word was out around school. Sasha fucked all the guys in the locker room last week. People whispered as she walked by. “Skank,” she heard, “slut,” “whore.” It was so humiliating. All of this done against her will, but why was she so excited. Why
By JoJo B.
The taxi’s interior was growing dimmer as the sun set on the horizon. I was daydreaming through the back window, oblivious to my immediate surroundings, when I felt your hand squeeze my knee. Startled, I sp
She wasn’t sure why, but Jan couldn’t help showing off her boobs.
She hadn’t always been that way. In fact, her transformation had been rather recent, but whether it was recent or not really didn’t matter. That was the way she was now.
Monique Jackson didn’t like the sounds that her car was making. She knew a car wasn’t supposed to knock and hers was well past that. “Come on,” she pleaded. “you can do it. Come on.”
Her car seemed to take heart from her coaxing. The knocking
It was so hot and humid that summer afternoon that the sweat would just pour from one’s body if you weren’t in the pool. My girlfriend Lindsay and I had been in the routine of going to the pool every day after our summer classes were over for th
The taxi’s interior was growing dimmer as the sun set on the horizon. I was daydreaming through the back window, oblivious to my immediate surroundings, when I felt your hand squeeze my knee. Startled, I sprang back into reality and looked across
It was the day after and Hillary Weir was still wondering what had come over her. Why had she let William fuck her.
Yet, each time she asked herself that, she never came up with a good answer to that question. All she knew was that she had don
Giuseppe Fiorillo put his hammer down and he took a step back. He wiped the sweat from his brow and he looked at his work. It was a masterpiece, he thought, if only … if only … if only it was real.
He looked at the statue and he knew this
All names and places have been altered due to confidentiality. Becuase I can’t have you running up to people and saying, “hey, you’re so and so from that smut story on the internet…”.
As a young man of 22 years I had never seen myself pur
“Are you ready,” said Morgan.
“I am so-o-o-o ready,” Bianca said as she hopped in the car. “Come on, let’s go.”
The girls laughed as the sports car roared away from the curb and then minutes later, the care was out on the interstate and
Chapter Forty One: Bill’s Dreams (Part 1)
Although I knew my nearly unlimited sexual desires were primarily inherited from my father and grandfather; I wondered about my earlier ancestors. I didn’t know if I could accept the theory of rein
The gods must be crazy.
That’s what Hope thought. The gods must be crazy and if they were, then that was just fine with her.
She’d always thought of herself as a poor country girl. She was certainly poor enough, that much was true. Her
Public Poke In The Park
I was sitting in park on a beautiful spring day. I had my back to a tree
and was lost in my book when a couple came and lay a blanket down
on the ground close to me.
I was a little annoyed
“So you’re the new stock boy, huh?”
Allison nodded. It was her first day on the job. She knew she still had a lot to learn, but she still found it funny that she was called a stock “boy.”
“There’s a hierarchy around here,” the other emp
“Meet me in class” I called out to Alexis. It wasn’t the first time I’d grabbed the wrong book for the wrong class, but it WAS the first time I was going to get detention for it.
As soon as I showed up to class old Mrs. Crawford d
Sasha was worried. She as the pensive type. She never knew what to do, but she knew she was lusting for something. She was a virgin and her body was aching. When she saw a guy, she wanted his cock. Her friends had described to her what sex was like a