On the day I called Victoria to tell her that beauty was not for sell, I did suggest I would loan her to her from time to time. Today was the first time. Victoria was hosting a "Ladies Only" weekend. I asked beauty if she wanted to attend. It took her about three seconds to answer in the affirmative. The weekend was a decadent weekend of lesbian love and lu...
The Terrorist Groups Infiltration Strategy, or TGIS for short, is an extremely-closely guarded secret of the European Community. It has been in existence for three years and is basically a spy network. I am no longer Pia Matteri. I am now Operative 43 and my ground, as we call it, is southern Switzerland and northern Italy. I am fluent in Italian, French and...
My wife Tara is a very conservative woman. Tall and slender she wears two-piece navy suits to her job at a large accountancy firm. Tara wears her hair up, sometimes in a bun and wears blouses that do not draw attention to her breasts. Tara had been a virgin and I took her cherry on our honeymoon. She did not believe in premarital sex and was saving herself...
All characters are 18 or over. They are all fictional. Quick disclaimer: This story is not meant to be realistic! Everything in here is purely a greatly exaggerated fantasy. It's not meant to make sense, it's meant to be hot! On that note, enjoy, and please rate and comment if you feel so inclined! ***** Mikayla, 21, watched as her 19 year old sister hap...
Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human...
The name is Jasmine Taylor, and I'm a young Black woman originally from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I transferred to Spelman College in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, from Bay State College, a small school located in downtown Boston, and life hasn't been the same since. Even though the Dirty South and its ways get on my nerves as an outspoken young Bla...
DEAR READERS: I appreciate your comments and support of this story. This is the final installment. Enjoy. In the middle of the night, Julie was rousted from a deep sleep by her mother's moans. Liz was on her back, her legs splayed, and she was pleasuring herself with a wooden dildo. "Mom, what are you doing?" Julie knew that was a stupid question. It was q...
Hi, my name is Emblyn. Emmi for short. Quick description of me. I have longish dark drown hair. My big eyes have iris's almost as black as my pupils and are shadowed by my thick long eyelashes. I am one shade darker than paper white, and have freckles smattered across my nose and cheekbones. I am about 5'4'' and am physically fit. I have softly defined muscl...
Chapter 4: Orientation Revisited For the maximum enjoyment, read the first three parts. As always, there is more if you want it. * For the first two days following the chapter meeting, I had to fight sleep all day long, then again as I checked my e-mails in the evening. By Wednesday night, I was nearly back to my old self, whoever that really was.. It was...
It was the year 2011 in the dense jungle of Burma. Nearly a hundred men were sweating profusely as they dug into the ground with shovels and machinery. They were hired to excavate gold and other natural resources. A government minister was there along with military officials and business people. She was part of the business side of things. Her real name w...