MY DAILY TRYST
I was born in rural Quebec. I was only 7 when my dad perished in a car accident. They said he had gotten drunk and that he bled a lot. So much so, that the medics could not save him.…
MY MOM PIMPED ME
MY MOM PIMPED ME THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION… ANY IDENTITIES AND /OR SIMILARITIES TO ANYONE DEAD OR ALIVE AND THE PREDICTION OF TECHNOLOGICAL DEVELOPMENTS IS / ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL. I was sow 20, still living at home, still…
THE WOMAN IN THE PARK
THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION… ANY IDENTITIES AND /OR SIMILARITIES TO ANYONE DEAD OR ALIVE AND THE PREDICTION OF TECHNOLOGICAL DEVELOPMENTS IS / ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL. I was now 21, still living with my mom, still living in sin.…
The Cable Girl
"I'm from Central Cable Company," the voice in the intercom said, "you called in and saying you 're having a problem with your reception. "
"I'll buzz you in," Erin replied, "I'm in apartment 1308, come right on up."
"Finally," Erin said to h
Snow Tubing Frenzy
It was winter time already, and my friends and I were all ready to spend a day at the slopes. We hopped in on of my friend's dad's car and drove off, headed for the mountains. Of course, when I got comfortable in my seat and put on my walkman, I had
Snap Crack Slap
The slap of the paddle on her bare ass hurt like hell. She leaped from the bed to face her attacker. There he stood, paddle in hand with the faintest trace of a smile on his face. She had been lying in bed nude, tummy down, reading a book with the st
AROUSED POLICEWOMAN
OFFICER CLARISSA was a bright new addition to the City Police department. The bright-eyed bushy tailed Twenty two year old was fresh out of the police academy and enthusiastic about cleaning up the streets of the big city. Her first…
Front- Seat Souvenir
The morning after the hotel night still felt like a fever dream. Kiran could still taste jiju on her tongue, could still feel the ghost of his fingers digging bruises into her hips while she was bent over the backseat,…
Front-Seat Souvenir
The morning after the hotel night still felt like a fever dream.Kiran could still taste jiju on her tongue, could still feel the ghost of his fingers digging bruises into her hips while she was bent over the backseat, tits…