On Thursday, the boss came down to the lunchroom to have lunch with the crew. Jon immediately, like everybody else, knew that something was happening. Jon already knew that orders had been slow and he had discussed that with some of the others on the shop floor. They all agreed that if their boss was thinking of putting someone off then most of them preferred to work a shorter week than have a man sacked. After lunch, bef...

Blackberry sweet tea was set on the table in a glass pitcher. The early morning light caught the clink of the ice in the dark liquid like some bizarre prism. "She gon' land safe. She gon' land safe. I just know it, I swear 'fore god, she gon' land safe. Just gotta wait for her to get here. I made her tea, I made her tea, she gon be here for this tea. She gotta... she gon' be here for this tea." Mary paced as she rubbed he...

I thought I was the only one still working in the office that evening. I'd stayed late, trying to reach a good stopping point, and my eyes were now bleary from staring at spreadsheets. At twenty-four, I'd found a job with an okay salary and decent benefits, but I still felt aimless. I kept asking myself what I actually wanted to do with my life. Maybe this was the only realistic option. At least I was able to pay my bills...

Rena moaned as the thick silky cloth glided across her shaft. The black milf had her ass parked down on the edge of her bed, her legs spread wide to allow her left hand to wrap a bra around her turgid cock. It was a bra, the sweat and skin oil that had soaked into the cloth was still there. Still smelling of her. Rena made a sandwich out of her dick, using both cups to properly cover her shaft. She pumped the cloth along...

Keisha was not having a good day. You could totally argue she wasn’t having a good year. You could even argue she wasn’t having a good life. A little bit melodramatic, sure, but her whole life had been leading up to this point: She was but a week away from her prom and she had no one to go with. And it wasn’t like she had just waited for a boy to ask her. Oh no, she knew the futility of that! So instead, she had gone and...

The presentation went poorly, and his anxiety left him shaking. “Get some fresh air,” his boss said. He agreed. He drove around when the slim redhead in the skimpy pink dress seen during his earlier commute caused him to stop and ask her: “Are you a… ” “Yes.” “I had a terrible meeting and… ” “Ninety bucks.” He nodded; she entered the car, and he, her orifices. She gobbled, rode, and swallowed until he yelled. “Th-thank yo...

12 Years Ago, High School I took a deep breath before I went into my house. My dad was the first one to see me. “Hey kiddo! You’re home early, you all good?” I shrugged and nodded to Dad, then took a couple more steps into the living room and saw Mom on the couch, checking her Instagram for the latest Yorkie updates; she was obsessed with Yorkshire Terriers. Without even looking up, she addressed me. “Date didn't go so we...

“Come on. Where is it?” She frowned and scrolled endlessly; Typing new search terms to no avail. The video that alleviated her tension last night was fading out of memory. “Why didn’t I bookmark it?” her voice cracked and life drained from her fingers. But wait! The thumbnail of a fat, black veiny cock cramming a petite, blonde whore’s throat caught her eye. Her fingers slipped into her dampening panties and curled inward...

Good girl.  Those two words, each so short and simple, affect me like no other when strung together and aimed at me. They flood me with light. My blue eyes sparkle and widen with excitement, raising my eyebrows to new heights. My pink-polished lips upturn in an elated expression. And my joyous heart flutters as warmth spreads throughout my whole body as if I have just been covered by the plushest of blankets. 'Feeling goo...

I awoke the next morning after a night of intense lucid dreams with no recollection of how I had ended up in my own bed. All I remembered was venting my unmet desire to get laid with a quick, loveless wank. It took me a while to realize Emily had come to my room to wake me up. She was gently rubbing my cheek with the back of her hand when she spoke, “Rise and shine, sleepyhead. Breakfast is ready?” I looked at her through...

When I woke up the next morning, I first had to recall where I was and how I had ended up there. The environment seemed familiar, yet unusual. That was until I vaguely remembered I was lying on the living room couch—alone. Drowsy as I was I tossed and turned a bit until my face came to rest on Emily's pillow. Unconsciously, I hugged the pillow and dug my nose into it to catch her smell which set just a few butterflies in...