Much as Alice Young enjoyed the chemistry between women and men, she enjoyed women too - every once in a while. They had a subtle pull, an energetic presence than was enticing in an entirely different way. Unable to say who or what she preferred, Alice Young simply refused to choose. It wasn't a matter of one or the other, or both equally. Alice certainly li...
The ad read, " Gentle Touch....bachelor parties, one on one shows, sensual massages. Sorry, no credit cards." Lisa took another long sip from her gin and tonic, and stared at the paper in front of her. My God, she wondered, Am I really going to do this? She stood up and nervously paced the livingroom floor. Did she really want this? But what choice did she...
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Copyright 2017, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this work were 18 years of age or older, at the time of any sexual activity. Chapter 1 I was feeling a little out of sorts, my time of the month leaving me uncomfortable and a lit...
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...
Chap 1: First Blood "This is my territory and none of you have any rights to touch this girl!" screamed Nancy. Onlookers shot glances in the direction of the commotion... Venue: Orchard road A standoff between 2 gangs was taking place right in the middle of this famous and busy stretch of road in Singapore. Best known for its posh shopping malls and hote...
Early in the morning Mr. Jacoby didn't dominate my mind for the first time in three days. I was so flustered that I couldn't think straight. Thoughts of Candi filled my dysfunctional mind. The difference in our ages wasn't that much but Candice's demeanor was that of an experienced woman while my bearing could be described as nothing more that of a naïve sc...
Dinner that evening was an event. Velvet had insisted on preparing the meal and the King, the Queen, the Princess and the Seneschal found themselves in culinary heaven. The first course was stuffed mushrooms that had been grilled over a smoky flame. The earthy mushrooms had been marinated in garlic-laden oil and fat chunks of sweet crabmeat swam in a creamy...
The morning broke brilliantly across the countryside, striping Rosebud's face with beveled shadows. She stretched and grinned as she moved her fingers down to her sticky pussy, remembering the touch of Velvet's tongue. She wished that she could turn over and see Velvet sleeping next to her, that she could rub her face in her soft black hair, that she could f...
Marco had called me, as usual, at the most rotten time. But I guess that's how ex-boyfriends are. I was on my way out for a night of clubbing with my friends so I was totally dressed to impress. Short skirt, high heels, low-cut top that just barely covered me. Yup, the combination of my breasts and my Asian looks were hard to beat. But like I said, Marco c...