“When did you start fucking McKenzi without me?” Kyle asked. My semen was still drying on his chest as we lay together on the bed in my apartment. My brow furrowed in mock confusion. “Is it a problem?” I said. “No,” he said, but I could hear the hesitatio...
Wednesday was all about going back to college, though no actual lessons, as it was just an orientation day. I didn’t need to find my classes as I had attended the same college last year, but I did have to get hold of my lecture timetable. This was my last...
Kate stood there as her eyes focussed on a black door on the other side of this uninspiring London street. It had a gold number seven on it, and beneath it, a huge brass knocker. It matched the photo on the bespoke playing card, which she was currently tw...
My feelings are big, and they sometimes bubble over. Like a cauldron or champagne. Something for celebration or something to maim. They spill on the floor, a tripping hazard. I will sit with the feelings And talk to them about their day They are clumsy, i...
Sarah and I got up fairly early the next morning. It was Saturday, the first full day of our holiday, and the big night for entertainment at the hotel. We made it to breakfast for nine in the morning, having, unsurprisingly, not seen anything of Don or As...
Four and a half hours after take-off at Gatwick, and Sarah and I were all checked into our “adult only” Cretan hotel. As we unpacked our suitcases in our villa apartment, we were all smiles, as well as in the holiday spirit, having already drunk our free,...
We’d been dating for about a month now and he was driving me crazy. Our dates mostly consisted of some hot and heavy make-out sessions. We’d spend hours on my couch, just kissing. He’d fondle my breasts and once, he’d slid one finger between my wet lips....
This is the third part of my story with lush. I want to take you on a journey deep into raw sexuality within a relationship of cultural differences, problems, and desires. I wanted to write about this for many years now. Let me share my secret with you ho...
Sandra spent her time in the executive offices as CFO and director of operations. On par with the CEO, she was a hard-ass professional, known for being tough as nails but fair, aloof and dismissive but polite, and she worked constantly. Rumors said that h...
(Story Continued from chapter 13). “Come back soon,” the two waiters said as we left the restaurant. Their warm reaction made us both smile and I thought, next time we eat there we get not only extra good service but also the same private window seat. As...
Chapter One McKinley Stewart was a successful businessman who’d struggled most of his adult life with relationships and personal issues. Life was a puzzle, and the pieces never seemed to fit quite right, so he’d resigned himself to being happy enough with...
Brooke and I rapidly became close friends during our senior year of college. We met through a mutual friend and quickly realized that we both enjoyed similar music, shows, pastimes, and food. Meeting her came at a great time because she had just gotten ou...
From my point of view, nothing had changed. I mean, even if I am a smart-ass, I've always been a nice guy. So when I left work one night, and Angie from the Parts Department had a flat tire, I didn't think twice about offering to help. No, she isn't som...
