Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 Brother Dominick parked in the rear parking lot of St. Elizabeth Parish's Trauma Center. He admired the five story building; all glass and steel; a truly modern structure. He could remember when the land he was now standing on had been a...
Nia's curiosity takes form and leads to adventures [This is a story of girl-girl recreational sex of a genetic girl who was born with a penis and views the world and is perceived by others as a female.] Nia, Jean and Naomi are classmates attending an all women's college. Nia and Jean are roommates. Nia had been born and raised in Africa. Her parents were d...
She was so beautiful. Her body voluptuous and her breasts the perfect size. She had brown hair and wore it in a bun. She was so classy but showed just enough cleavage to drive me wild. If I could just stare at her all day I would. I longed for her, to touch her. I longed to caress my hands all over her nipples. "Christina... Christina ..." She called. "Did...
My name is Dena Jarvis. A lot of people think my life is easy. It's really not. It's hard being me. A five-foot-eleven, blonde-haired and green-eyed White chick born into a wealthy family in the city of Houston, Texas. My parents, Liam and Deanna Jarvis of Austin, own controlling interests in some of the biggest oil companies in Texas and around the Globe. I...
The following story that started from a dream my girlfriend had. She was moaning in her sleep, and when she does this, it usually indicates she is having a sex dream. I started rubbing her in her sleep gently, and she started moaning and woke up as her orgasm hit her. Her first question to me was how did you know, and I told her that she was moaning and I've...
We are nearing the end, just two more parts to go. To those of you who have read previous parts, thanks, to those that haven't I suggest you do. * Part 16 Chapter 1 The training went well. It was nowhere near as worrying, embarrassing or intrusive as Sammi, certainly and Emma, deep down, as well had thought it might be. As the course tutor explained, mos...
Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The views and opinions expressed by characters in this story are not necessarily those of the author. A...
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