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Sex And The Soccer Player: Part 4 - Jess

"You’re a good soccer player for a girl." - "Fuck you, I’m a good soccer player."

I wasn’t very impressed with Jess the first time I met her, or at least I didn’t want to be. I was still pissed off about what happened between Paul and me a couple of weeks ago, and I wasn’t in any mood to play nice with some new girl moving in. She had...

One Night in Summer

Sharing an ice cream with a sweet girl turns into heart-stopping, breathtaking, pussy-pounding, hardcore sex.

It was a warm summer evening. The sun was just setting and nothing sounded better than a nice cold ice cream cone. I pulled into the parking lot and made my way into the ice cream parlor. The store was almost completely empty except for the worker behind...

Trad Wife: Flat Tire

Mary Anne's vehicle has a problem and she handles more than her car

I may be a slutty fuck, but Johnny was an amazing lover, dedicated to bestowing multiple orgasms upon me. He was also quite kinky, roughly pounding me as I called myself a slut and other vile things. My immaculate home looked like ground zero after a torn...

F**k This P***y!

Sometimes slow, passionate sex just doesn't cut it!

“You want me to fuck your pussy?” “Yes. Don’t finger it, suck it or lick it. Fuck it!” “But how am I gonna…” “I’m already soaked! Fuck me!” He slips in and grinds her insides; knees pinned behind ears and she snarls at him: “Stop making love to me and fuc...

Bare Season at Chepoke Point

The great outdoors, a student, an older man and the thrill of danger makes for a roaring good time.

“You’re kidding.” Nate, my older brother, and usual partner in crime stared at me from his place on his couch. In contrast to my readiness- flawless high ponytail, dark hair contrasted with a white silky scrunchie, expensive hiking pack, brand new boots-...

The Cheater gets Cheated

The cheating man envisons what his mistress is out doing

I get tired of sitting at home on nights when we can’t see each other. I know you have obligations, but that doesn’t mean I can’t still have fun. And fun will have me. We text at night, telling each other sweet nothings and talking about dreams. I know yo...

Everyone Has Bad Days...

Easing your lover's mood the right way.

You were so angry today. Not the kind of anger that used to scare me into a corner. Aggravation. Irritability. Sexy as hell. I tried so hard to cheer you up. Goofing around and giggling and forcing my positivity your way. It didn’t work. Not even a little...

The Cutting Edge

It's tough to be patient when you're sitting at the hairdressers.

Before I moved to California, people told me all the time that it would be hot and humid. No one managed to convey to me exactly how unbearable it would be, so a mere four weeks into my new life with my boyfriend Jake at our southern Californian home I de...

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The Debt

A woman pays off a debt the hard way and has a strange reaction to it all

A tear was rolling down my cheek, but I wasn’t outright crying. I pulled my bonnet off, releasing my hair down my shoulders, and dropped the hat on the glass table of this living room. I pulled the hair back to straighten it. What the hell was I thinking...

Bad Day Gone Right

Maybe bad days don't always have to end that way...

To say it had been a rough day was probably the grossest understatement of the year. Everything just seemed to go wrong. There I was, sitting on the side of my bed, headphones in, staring out the window. I felt the bed dip slightly behind me, guessing it...

Cider With Rosie - Part 2

The Biter Bit, or Rosies Revenge

I reached the flat around 3, threw off my coat and made a light snack, washed down with yet more coffee. I sat down at the computer desk nibbling away at the toastie as I scanned my mails, deleting the usual sales pitches and phooey money-making schemes,...