My junior year of college was the first time that I felt that I was in control of my sexual and romantic life. In high school and with the guys I dated early in college, it seemed like I was always following. Changing myself to fit in with what a guy was interested in, making choices that matched up with his vision of me. Even with my first serious boyfriend...
Denise's car followed mine home after work. She was behind me as I fumbled my keys in the lock of my apartment but didn't say anything until we were inside. She sat her purse down on the bar that separated my kitchen from my dining room and announced, "I like your apartment, Betty." She hesitated a moment and spoke again, "I know I was pretty aggressive at w...
AUTHOR'S NOTE -- This piece is a complete work of FICTION! It is intended entirely for the purpose of erotic literary entertainment. While certain aspects and names are real, the story is completely fictional and intended for erotic fantasy. Thank you and please enjoy. ~~~ Claudia Ruiz felt like a child on Christmas morning as she ripped off the brightly...
"Rise and shine sleepy-head!" Dawn McIntyre called out as she pulled open the small window drape and flooded the tiny cabin with early morning sunlight. "It's another beautiful day out in the middle of nowhere." "Screw you!" called out a female voice as an arm emerged from beneath the sheets just long enough to throw a pillow at Dawn. "Come on, Kari, you c...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 5 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. TESTING MY NEW RELATIONSHIP WITH JOYCE Olivia and I had not rea...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest content. Authors note: - This is a follow on to the previous episodes of Becca XXX Double Trouble. Please read them before reading this or you will not understand the plot or characters. * Back at Kingsley manner on Monday morning, things seemed to be the same as they were when we left. Th...
Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. The author does condone consenting adults doing basically whatever they want to each other in the privacy of their own home. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. ***** I love Game of Thrones. It is by f...
There I was again, in my silly-assed Elf costume. Yes, I was trying to make some extra money. No, it wasn't for presents. It was because my heater was on the fritz again, and it gets cold this time of the year. Oh, I could have chopped some wood. That is if I was tall enough to lift my dad's ax enough to do some good. Then there was all the cleaning out of t...
Smokey Saga #63: "The Art Of The Squeal" ***** My first thought was to call this "Hooked II," but that would make very little sense. The characters and storyline are completely different, and besides, the Smokey Sagas past #50 are all Sapphic. Perhaps they should now be known as Sapphic Sagas. It's going under Lesbian Sex, but you'll want to know that this...
I had turned into somewhat of a zombie over the last few months , working constantly and moving more product than I had in years , not that I needed the money or the rush of a constant danger of rivals or being caught by the feds. I had done it for the distraction, to keep myself busy and from being alone with my gorgeous, brunette banker. It was a patheti...