"So we'll still see each other?" I asked hopefully. Fawn had put her overalls back on and was attaching the clasps at the top. "Of course we will," she said. "I just told you about all those dreams I had about you." "How 'bout if I pick you up Friday?" I suggested. She got her cell phone out. She looked like she was looking at a calendar. "Only in the daytime," she said. "I'm working that night. Sunday?"...

Can you play? I want you to call me, naked, with your dick in your hand. Are you naked? I want to hear you jerk yourself off for me. I want to hear you panting and moaning and grunting. I'm so wet and waiting. I'm ready. Go. Oh, god yes. I'm so wet and working my clit with my bullet. Harder, baby, faster. I want to hear you. Grunt. Pant. Moan. We're all Breath and Sweat. The bullet is making my...

Act 2; Scene 2 I don't think I've spent many happier mornings at work. I slump unseen behind the ‘privacy screen' at my workstation and although my computer screen flickers before me, all my eyes can see is his pulsing, trapped cock standing exposed in the morning light. Sliding down in my seat, I replay my morning's adventure; the weight of his cock on my tongue, the touch of his pubic hair against...

Think of this series kind of like "Pulp Fiction". These stories are told kind of out of sequence. If you've read any of this series you've read about our first date, and our most recent encounter. This next installment is about some of the adventures I had with Cinde when we first dated. First here is a little more background. Our first date lasted 4 days. Yea, it was that good. We found out that we were...

By Kathy Lee Cathy sat in the bar and looked around at the crowd while trying to decide which man or couple she would spend time with tonight. Since her divorce she‘d become a full blown sexual prowess. She was always on the lookout for someone that she felt could take care of her itch like she needed. It was at a point now that whenever she could get it, or where ever she could get it, she got it....