You don't remember if you even had a choice. You do remember hitting Main Street on the first weekend of Bike Week, out with the girls from work. You do remember drinking a shitload of Margaritas and arguing with Kerri Ann about the number of bikers in Daytona this year. You don't recall when she imposed herself in your group or when she began to take your s...
Chapter One (October 2001, Lancashire) Walking down the usual, everyday street Heather caught sight of her reflection in the usual, everyday shop window. And modesty aside, she was impressed. Tall, raven-haired and needing no makeup at all she cut an impressive figure. Even in her student togs she was a sight to be seen; self-supporting, not needing a bra,...
Sometimes, semi-retired, I contribute to short, intensive, language courses in Eastern Europe, where there is great demand, and little funding, for teaching English. My speciality is devising short plays through the acting of which participants learn and practice particular vocabularies and structures. With such events there may be opportunities for extra-mu...
Pulling her off of the floor, I gently stand her up. Her legs are weak with our orgasms, face shining with my cum. I pull her to me to kiss her, softly brushing my lips over hers. Kim sighs against my body, arms wrapping around my back. She deepens the kiss, pushing me back into the door. Hands like fire on my backside, squeezing hard, nails raking up. My ha...
A note from Christina. This is an unusual story. It needs time and space to be told so it will be in several parts. I am publishing the first two parts simultaneously and will gauge the response as to when and if further parts will be published. So your participation by sending comments and giving scores will be greatly appreciated. Thanks * Two co-worke...
Thanks to Jenna for first editing and improving this story. Thanks to tenz1997p, chimicawriting, mommylovesgirls and Scottishgeekgirl for further improvements. I hate myself, Amelia thought as she looked in the mirror. I'm just a big tub of lard. Any cute guy who sees me is going to run in the opposite direction as fast as he can. If I had an ounce of self-...
The following is an excerpt from A Murder in Eden, the third novel in my erotic science fiction series. * "You know," Noah sighed, "when I stand up here and wave my arms, there's a reason." "You were waving your arms?" Rachel R said. "Really? I didn't notice." She turned to her sister. "Did you see him waving his arms up there?" "It's not funny," Noah gr...
Author Note: At some point in time I had intended to expand this into something much larger, but I've been focusing on another project at the moment. I do hope you'll enjoy this little oneshot. ***** Even the music was playing quietly tonight, though that wasn't surprising for a Tuesday. Soft rock playing a background to the conversations of people who wou...
"Where do you think your going bitch?" Dana was hot and pissed. She gave her the evil eye. She wanted to fuck her up with her fist. "Please, just put the knife away okay?" Mandy had gotten herself in a sticky situation. She got caught with her mouth on another woman's man's dick. "I don't need a knife to handle your young ass." The knife dropped. Mand...
This was originally part of Passion In Control but I thught it made a good short story in its own right. Hope you like it - do tell me if you do! ************************* 8 o'clock on the dot I arrived at Diane's studio. I was greeted at the door by the hairstylist who whizzed me straight into his room where he immediately put me at ease with his lively c...