I don't think I will ever forget that weekend I spent at Meg's. It was the beginning of summer, and I had a couple of days to kill in the city before flying back home. Meg had decided to stay and work for the duration of the summer at the museum, and so she'd rented this small one bedroom apartment downtown. It was the coziest little place you ever saw, and...
If you haven't read Chapter One yet, please find it. Many of the innuendos found in this submission relate back. To all of those who rated, commented and followed, THANK YOU!!! You have made me feel so welcome! I hope you enjoy Chapter Two. Ready Player Two Chapter Two Diana nursed her beer as she looked around the bar. Scruffy Murphy's was an institut...
Lori Kalinski -- Chief Marketing Officer 8:29 am The movie studio had recently been purchased by a global investment firm. Everyone was promised they'd keep their jobs, but when dealing with 'the powers that be,' you never really know. Lori Kalinski braced herself for the new boss's visit. Realistically, it seemed like more of an inspection after a string...
Jack & Sharon Williams were the perfect couple. Both were blonde, tall, athletic and good looking. They were always on each other's arms at parties and hosted many events for the local church. After renting for two years after their marriage, they had finally decided to make the big purchase: a home of their own. Jack was proving himself indispensable to t...
I am sitting in a bedroom looking through a one way mirror into the next bedroom watching two women making love to each other. I can clearly see and hear everything going on. One woman is 70 years old with gray hair, rather chubby with large sagging breasts and her pussy is covered with a patch of trimmed grey pubic hair with a few black traces. The other wo...
I can feel her. Her presence is defining. I have pull to it, the kind of gut feeling when something just doesn't sit right with you, except I want this pull. It feels right. An unhealthy obsession I have to her. ************************************** Warm breath washes on the back of my neck as small fingers weave their way through my shirt. "Do you want...
After my family introduced me to the joys of sex I could not get enough. I was determined however, not to become one of those girls who will just fuck anyone. I was choosing partners very carefully. I went to college in the September after my 18th birthday. Loving in dorm was fun, lots of new people around. I met a couple of guys, but going to college in my...
"Mirayi, mon amour, can you please watch my coat? I've got to go to the washroom, been holding it since we left campus," Rachel Guillaume said, shaking her head. The tall, curvaceous young Haitian-Canadian woman carefully draped her black leather jacket over the back of the chair. Mirayi Yasimoto smiled and nodded, taking a sip of her tea. Rachel flashed Mir...
How are you folks doing today? I want to tell you the story of how I met my wife. I was only a University freshman when I met her. She was simply the most amazing chick on campus. Vanessa Saint Richard. Daughter of Boston-based Haitian-American Lawyer James Saint Richard and Brazilian-born Canadian Real Estate Legend Maria Ramos. A five-foot-nine, lean and a...
I'd spent the weeks after high-school finished soaking in some of the Melbourne sun, and relaxing with friends. Schoolies had been a blast, a handful of us camping down in Wilson's Promontory for a full week was a great way to bring to a close the teenage years; our last chance to be irresponsible eighteen year olds before we all started university or full-t...