Keith Edwards had spent most of his college years doing one thing: sitting behind Gabriella Levi and dreaming about the day he’d fuck her. But Keith had one problem. Gabriella Levi wasn’t the only woman he dreamed of fucking, and he didn’t have the patien...
I like it when you call me a slut; Might as well be my middle name. I'd really like to be your slut; Might as well be my claim to fame. God knows I've played the part before; And in truth, I've played it well. God knows I'm a proper little whore; That lon...
Professor Mosley When Gabriella Levi walked into the math class wearing leggings and a white top, her belly exposed to the world, Professor Mosley hid a smile. Sitting behind his desk, he watched her sway her hips, her purple G-string visible through the...
“Just look at the way she’s loving it!” Kia exclaimed. “Finger my twat while you lick me, Susan.” The goth woman’s eyes were riveted to the porn playing on her phone. It was, oddly, typical after-dinner conversation. My four friends and I lounged in my pr...
Despite it happening often, Brian never felt prepared for the sight of a strange car in the driveway. Today, he was equally unprepared. The black sedan, parked behind Lisa's car brought a humiliated flush to his cheeks and got his cock hard, the way it al...
As he sat down for breakfast, Tom thought of the recent events and smiled. He was thinking of his Emma, his baby girl, the young, vibrant, athletic, sexy, naughty slut, with a beautiful kink for older men. What a beautiful, magical kink. He smiled again t...
It was Christmas time once again, and, at the North Pole, all of Santa’s helpers worked hard to bring all the children joy. There was Holly, who worked in assembly. She always made sure all the gifts were ready to be played with when the children unpacked...
Lynn and I have always thrown a company Christmas party, even though we are the only two people that work at the company. We share a small group of friends, and we just hang out, get stoned, and play some iteration of Cards Against Humanity. It’s a lot of...
Caitlin had a thing for older men, especially married men. It wasn't exactly a daddy fetish, though Caitlin did enjoy cockteasing her own father. It was more to do with the fact that Caitlin knew her nubile nineteen-year-old body was hot. Her tits were la...
“What would you like me to wear?” “Wear that orange dress you wore the day we met and a pair of come-fuck-me shoes with slutty thigh-high stockings,” I replied. “Anything else?” “Actually, yeah, put on a skimpy pair of thongs,” I said, “no bra.” “Ok, will...
I was back at J’s house a couple of days later. After fucking J to sleep, I lay sleepless in the bed beside her. Once I was sure J was sound asleep, mainly because of her girly snores, I got up, put my pants on, and decided to wander a little. A quick gla...
The Present The man moving between my legs was gasping for breath. Though only a dim silhouette propped up on locked elbows above me in the shadowy darkness of the hotel room, I knew he was sweating profusely. Droplets hitting my stomach and tits told me...
I was still lying on the bed when J came back into the room from her shower. I was still naked, and my cock was still rock hard. “Goddamn, does that thing ever go limp?” she asked? “Not if there’s pussy around that I want to fuck,” I told her. “Can you wa...
J got up, “I’m going to take a shower. I won’t be long. Stay here,” she said, wrapping a towel around herself and walking out of the door. The door didn’t latch when she pulled it behind her. Instead, it stayed open just enough so that I could see into th...
Wrigleyville was crowded for a non-game night. The sidewalks were packed as Molly and I approached the bar, just south of Wrigley Field on Clark Street. We loved coming to Sluggers on Saturday nights for $1 Jell-O shots and the dueling pianos show, follow...
