Chapter Eight (Friday 26th April 2002) The present-day, 2002 Naz carried on stroking Alex's back, picturing Heather walking back to the bar a year and a half ago. As she'd watched the girl's so-sexy ass her mind had slipped back to the night after the first football trial. She had gone to bed early, in preparation for her upcoming date with Ricky, and ende...
Author's Note: This could have been titled "Bedding the Boss Pt. 03" but is intended to be a stand-alone story that happens to begin soon after parts one and two left off. And, whereas parts one and two were very much interdependent (and more or less lifted from a full-length novel) this adventure is almost exclusively new material, with a storyline in its o...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 6 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. THE NEXT MORNING I woke up and groggily tried to reorient mysel...
Synopsis: Jeri is 18 and wants to become a famous pornstar, she wants to be the erotic fantasy of thousands of people and she's willing to do anything to achieve her goals. However, she soon realizes that she needs help and when it comes in the form of Michelangelo, "Mikey", a much older, unattractive and yet well endowed man, who claims that he can mold he...
This is the third chapter in a series chronicling the transformation of a conservative high school principal's submission to a dominate black lesbian student. It depicts scenes of non-consent and reluctance (no force or physical coercion). If you choose to continue please enjoy. * Friday morning Maggie took her swim as usual. She found herself looking towa...
Sue Prescott was to all appearances an ordinary suburban housewife. She was five foot ten and blonde with large full breasts and wide hips. Her legs were long and toned and her waist was trim. Sue worked out four times a week at the local gym and ran every morning to keep her body in shape. She lived in a big duplex with a nice green yard in the center of a...
NOTE: All characters engaging in sexual relations are over the age of 18. This story was originally posted a few days ago. I pulled it to correct a number of egregious editing errors, for which I apologize. Please note, I have placed a story within a story, so the narrative shifts from third-person to first person for a while. However, I have placed heading...
****** Please Read This First ******* I know, I know, I usually don't bother with the disclaimer bits either. Blah, blah, blah, over 18, blah, blah, blah, don't read if easily offended, blah, blah, blah. But, just this once, please bear with me and read this one. Firstly, this is a work of fiction and all the characters are completely fictional. In particu...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **This story has not been edited. It has been run through Spell Check. If reading a story that has not been edited bothers you, please hit the 'Back Space' key on your keyboard. *** You don't start off at nineteen an hour, Ryan; you work your way up to...
Detective Inspector Amanda Jennings parked the unmarked squad car in one of the reserved parking spots, turned off the engine and waited there for several moments before stepping out of the car. She reached back in and took her mobile telephone and attached it to her belt. On the opposite side of the car her partner did the same and then both approached the...