I don’t even think you could question it. I wasn’t a sweet, innocent eighteen-year-old anymore; I was a slut, a sex-craved slut. In the space of a few weeks, I had had two threesomes and doubled my sexual partners. I had also had sex with my first woman,...
I had just turned eighteen when my parents first invited my older sister, Chandra, and me to join them on their traditional summer vacation. They never spoke about their yearly trips very much. In our younger years, they would typically say something like...
He’d come inside of me three times already, and was going for a fourth! My husband watched, astonished but hard as Stevie licked cum and sweat from my tired, writhing body, what he’d do on each pause as his impressive erection renewed itself. Rock-hard ag...
I often have cause to visit the Philippines. FiIipinas are very sexy and, although many are not so interested in foreigners, there are a considerable number that view a white Western guy as a good catch, for a number of reasons: we are perceived as rich,...
Sergei told me I was to be a hostess at a small party. But it turned out to have almost a hundred guests. Even though his Moscow penthouse was enormous, there were people everywhere. Many of the guests were young and there was an abundance of attractive R...
I was sixteen years old when I took a book from my sister. We were on holiday visiting family in far North Queensland, and it was the middle of summer, with scorching hot weather. We were bored teenagers walking the streets of a small country town. We vis...
Illusion or delusion? Insanity or reality? Perhaps a higher octave of existence or merely a fractured mind? The ordeals terrified her, at first, and it was a long journey back. No explanation, other than delusional schizophrenia, accounted for her unique...
Makennah breezed into the kitchen wearing her red one-piece lifeguard swimsuit, with mirrored cop shades pushed up over her auburn hair, which was pulled back into a fierce ponytail. She wore her whistle on a lanyard and a pair of white USC basketball sho...
“What did you expect?” Greg dryly asked. I couldn’t answer, thanks to the heavy breathing and the tears. Fuck, I was pathetic right now. I sat on the closed toilet crying as Greg paced the room. He took my silence as an answer and added, “Stop treating th...
Even when I was younger, I knew that I was a complete freak. Before I was eighteen, it was in completely innocent ways, like me being unable to talk to teachers without being sassy or something, but I think something in my hormones just decided to scream,...
I noticed the bicycle leaning against the fence by the gate when I walked up the driveway. It looked like Jordan’s, the high school senior who cut our grass, and the front lawn was freshly mowed. My car broke down at the gas station and was now on the bac...
“Springfield Sentinel,” Holly, the receptionist, said professionally into her headset. “Holly, may I speak to Jane,” Allen said, rather agitatedly. Jane was a twenty-four-year-old, recent journalism school graduate working the cops beat at the Sentinel, h...
BANG BANG BANGBANGBANGBANG. Maria pounded the plexiglass window on the storm door at Lillian’s house. Rosa, the housekeeper, appeared at the door with a concerned look on her face expecting there was a fire emergency or something. It was just Maria, weari...
Michael was sitting by his pool enjoying the feeling of the sun beating down on him. His backyard was his oasis. The manicured lawn, and the landscaping he had done with the bushes and trees, were all designed to make him feel like when he stepped out of...
