A Circuit Girls Story After-bunker society has strict rules about sex: rules that the lustful teenage urges screaming inside John don't understand. He wants to be a good man; he wants to do his duty and honor his community. But more than that, he NEEDS to get laid.
Donna's husband had been working hard and putting in long hours lately. And Donna was bored and horny. So she started reading erotic fiction and she "met" an online author whose stories she really liked. But reading erotica only made her hornier. So at her new friend's suggestion, she bought herself a "plastic boyfriend"...
Rebecca Singleton had thought she'd left her old life behind after her move to Washington. It was only when she went back to New York for a visit that she learned that she'd left behind the best part of her old life
Jack Kruger has been back in Brooklyn for some time now and he yearns to return to the past and witness those battles that he had studied for so many years in his military studies. The American Civil War was fresh in his memory, but now he was focused on the American Revolution and he wanted to begin in 1775 right at the beginning in order to follow the time line in a way that made it easy for him to understand Washington's strategy. / (Reviews)
A young musician meets his neighbor and learns he'll be working with her in a chamber orchestra. Their apartments share an old heating vent that becomes a conduit for sharing some interesting moments.
The Headmaster's Office Belinda just discovered Rupali's secret fetish: to flash and tease the clerk at a shoe store while he helps fit her for a sexy new pair of heels. Belinda has never shared her own voyeur fetish, but the idea of watching while Rupali fulfills her own fantasy excites her beyond measure. And if she knows Rupali, she will find a way to take it too far ... and if not then Belinda can always help.
Retired after twenty five years, a new start is in order. Only I was not quite finished with the military. Being a Steward was not hard and there were a few benefits. Of course it was not long before past troubles force me to take action not part of my duties.