Cute Girls

When she finally returned to her room, Rosy took one look at her and asked, “And what have you been doing today?”

Falling onto her bed, she sighed, “What haven’t I done today?” She closed her eyes, with a smile. “Oh, Rosy, I have been so very wicked,” she said with a laugh.

“Oh, really,” her friend scoffed.

Looking over at the other girl, Suzanna admitted, “I had sex with three men tonight, all at the same time!”

Not believing her, Rosy again scoffed, “You did not!”

“It’s true. Lord Worthington returned from his club with two friends. They had been drinking and before I knew it, I was naked on his bed with the three of them.” With a giggle, she added, “And I was blindfolded.” (more…)

We’d hardly had any traffic on the road that led out of town but the full moon had been our constant companion as it threw a ribbon of eerie light onto the narrow twisty path that led us into the countryside. The stillness was in sharp contrast to the lively scenes we’d passed as we’d driven through the suburbs where pumpkin lanterns decorated houses and kids wearing ghoulish costumes trawled the neighborhoods, trick or treating.

“Dammit,” Cray cursed softly as he braked sharply, “I think we just missed the turnoff.” He looked for a place to reverse as I glanced at the small map that had accompanied the invitation. (more…)

“All events and characters are fictional. Copyright 2007 by James Adling. All rights reserved. ”

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The first week was slow going. But as the days passed, Jim began to have a lot more fun as his bad memories faded. Of course there was fun right from the start on one level; the virus made sure of that. But during the first week he only selected the girls who didn’t remind him in any way of Jen’s followers. He looked for bright eyes, sweet faces, and above all, bodies that didn’t look like they could be a model. He still chose girls that he found sexy, but they were sexy in non-mainstream ways. He only brought one of them in at a time, and he never spent less than ten minutes with any of them. The virus’s waves of lust made extended foreplay difficult, but he could still take his time during sex by pausing to avoid coming and changing positions often. The movable floor was wonderful for this. No matter how much taller or shorter than him any of his partners were, they could do any position comfortably with a quick adjustment to the floor that he usually didn’t even have to think about, as long as his partner was on a different floor segment than he was. If he found himself lifting up on tiptoes to penetrate a taller woman as she stood in front of him, the floor segment he was on would just raise up to take over for him, and stop just when his heels touched it, in exactly the right spot. It was even responsive enough to use for a smooth thrusting motion in certain positions. This was fun, and even useful when he was tired, but he usually preferred doing that “work” himself. (more…)

It was only when Jen looked up from reading the dare I had to do and fixed me with an evil grin that I knew this was going to get out of hand. Till then it had just been four friends having a laugh, but Jen’s expression told me that that was about to change.

“So, what is it?” said Amy.

“OK, guys,” said Jen, looking at Amy and Ste, before fixing her gaze back on me. “Nick has to kiss someone’s right nipple.” She paused to lift an eyebrow ever so slightly. “Now. Who’s he going to choose?”

There was silence as three pairs of eyes turned to look at me. I wasn’t prepared for this. Who would I pick? I knew who I wanted to pick. It was the girl sitting opposite me, holding a crumpled up piece of paper, and clearly enjoying my dilemma. But if I chose Jen it could cause all sorts of problems. (more…)

The soft cries of Suzanne awakened Buck. She was still sleeping with her arms folded across his chest. As he forced his sleep filled eyes open he could see the first streaks of dawn above the ridge across the valley. The morning stars were still in the clear desert sky. Suzanne must be having a sexual dream he thought. His cock was rock hard and trapped between the warm pulsing lips of Suzanne”s vagina and his stomach. She was hunching her hips sliding her vagina up and down his cock an inch or so. He could feel her big 2 plus inch clit digging into his cock and her girl juices running down over his balls onto the chaise lounge. Suzanne was moaning and crying louder as she hunched her hips more aggressively even though she was still sleeping. Buck moaned, “Oh damn,” as his cock and balls started to pulse as he shot a load of sperm between their bellies. (more…)

She sat in the sparkling white office in the scratchy, thin paper robe that they make everyone wear. Perched upon the barely cushioned table that sported a pair of metal torture devices that forces women to lie in the most completely vulnerable position, she waited for her turn with an unsympathetic doctor. Yes, Jodi could say without a doubt, that she hated getting her yearly pap smears.

They probed, poked and prodded, and worse, it didn’t even feel good while they did it. If this Dr. Chapman was anything like her last two doctors, he probably was an old wrinkly prune with a sadistic gleam in his eye. (more…)