Amanda’s Frat House Fantasy The phone rang three times before Amanda picked up, her voice husky as she answered. “Hello, handsome. What can I do for you tonight?” There was a pause on the other end of the line. Then…
You sit alone in your darkened apartment, phone in hand, heart racing. You shouldn’t do this. It’s wrong, depraved. But the craving claws at your insides. The need to submit, to surrender to a power beyond your own. With a…
It was a hot summer day and Tara was lounging by the pool, sipping margaritas and enjoying the sun on her skin, when she noticed her friend Jenna’s son Timmy lingering around. The 19-year-old boy was painfully shy and awkward,…
It’s 7pm and the office is empty, except for Vivian’s private suite in the far corner. I unlock the door with trembling hands, my heart already racing in anticipation of what’s to come. Vivian sits regally behind her massive mahogany…
Posey’s pink bikini is soaked, her popsicle is dripping, and she’s in the mood to tease someone who knows better.
Amanda’s Frat House Fantasy The phone rang three times before Amanda picked up, her voice husky as she answered. “Hello, handsome. What can I do for you tonight?” There was a pause on the other end of the line. Then…
You sit alone in your darkened apartment, phone in hand, heart racing. You shouldn’t do this. It’s wrong, depraved. But the craving claws at your insides. The need to submit, to surrender to a power beyond your own. With a…
It was a hot summer day and Tara was lounging by the pool, sipping margaritas and enjoying the sun on her skin, when she noticed her friend Jenna’s son Timmy lingering around. The 19-year-old boy was painfully shy and awkward,…
It’s 7pm and the office is empty, except for Vivian’s private suite in the far corner. I unlock the door with trembling hands, my heart already racing in anticipation of what’s to come. Vivian sits regally behind her massive mahogany…
Posey’s pink bikini is soaked, her popsicle is dripping, and she’s in the mood to tease someone who knows better.