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...
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...
Tears streaked Katie's face as she stood holding the little book in the middle of her small, college dorm room. It was the cloth-covered diary of her teenage years, adorned with a rainbow and unicorn. The trifles she adored in adolescence now cruelly mocked her. She came across it while packing her things in a cardboard box. She couldn't resist opening the...
Author's Note: I just wanted to say how much I appreciate everyone who has voted, taken the time to leave a comment or sent me an encouraging message about my stories. Thank you! I hope y'all enjoy this little tale that has been bouncing around inside of my head for a little while. All characters and events are fictional. Of course this story includes sexu...
Chapter 2 Sapphic Sis and Sara (FF, titillation, mast) Big sis enjoys Jake's visit, and so does her lover. Friday Aug 29 Jake felt more than a little dazed as he finally made it through JFK's customs. He struggled with a large cart piled high with his possessions, second-guessing his decision to travel with the belongings rather than ship them halfway ac...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story picks up from No Holds Barred in Belfast, which was based on the idea/request of a fan who wishes to remain nameless. We rejoin the action in Trish's dressing room in Belfast, shortly after her world championship clash with Victoria. ***** Trish sat on a chair, put her head in her hands, and sobbed. She had been beaten before but...
This is part three of The Second Domino. I apologise for taking so long with it as I've been caught up with Delicate Touches but I've made my changes and feel I've gone as far as I can with the Domino Series. I may revisit Ruth at some point in a breakout story but that's for later. For those interested in trivia, the last part of this was actually written i...
Author's note: Although ratings are nice, nothing beats a comment or two about what you liked or disliked about a story. Please take a moment to leave one. Thank you. *** Gina Giordano sighed as she looked down from the tenth-floor offices of Casella and North Investments, watching as piles of snow continued to rise on the streets of lower Manhattan. The s...
"Wake up, sleepy head." My eyes slowly opened allowing me to look up at my roommate Amy. Ignoring her, I let my heavy eyelids fell down under their weight as I attempted to fall back asleep. It was Saturday morning and I told her earlier in the week we can go shopping down at the mall this weekend, which in reality, meant we dressed up, did some window shop...
Always, in the evening, I love to hold my beautiful Indian wife Anita in my arms and gently caress her soft and smooth body. She is 34 years old and very feminine. Her body is naturally curvaceous - with generous breasts and nicely rounded arse. But she looks after herself, exercising regularly and keeping her stomach nice and flat and her legs well-toned. H...