Elise lifted the cup to her lips, paused to inhale its aroma, took another sip and smiled. It smelled deep and rich like moist earth from a far away land. She took a drink and let it sit on her tongue before she swallowed and allowed the heat to slide down her throat. "God, why can't I get coffee like this back home?" she thought. She shook her head in disbe...
You know TFW your brain baby isn't as perfect as you imagined it would be yet it's been months and months and nothing's changed? So you're just okay with it and decide to move on? Yes, that's what happened here. Comments and e-mails are always appreciated! Yes, I reply to them all (as long as they make sense -- lol!) Check out my bio for more info and artw...
Back by popular demand, this is the sequel to 'The Mechanic'. If you haven't read that one, it probably makes more sense to do that first. Perhaps the story does not continue the way some of you hoped but, as you may guess after reading, there will be a part 3 too. We owe these two that much! As always, I'd love to hear what you think! Happy reading! * * *...
This is my Oscar moment, don't worry though, the music will rush me off quite soon. This story is continued from the first chapter which you really should read to appreciate the story but what the fuck, it's your life, right? (If you haven't read the first chapter, this'll just be an empty, shallow & meaningless fuck, so turn right around & march y...
[Authors Note: The term cunny is prevalent in the anonymous erotic fiction of Edwardian England. It is roughly analogous to the word pussy and is used in this manner. None of my research revealed a similar term that is congruent with the time period of this story, which is late 17th century. If any of my readers know of a less anachronistic term I would grea...
Thank-you for taking the time to read yet another one of my stories! This idea was born of memories and of now having lots of extra time to write. It is another one that I planned to be one and done, but these characters want their whole stories told, so there will be more! As always please favorite, rate, comment, and send me some feedback. I love hea...
Chapter Four: Responding to touches with the crop It was the third day of the Ponygirl Instruction course. All the girls stood up as Miss Cathy walked into class right after the nine o'clock bell. As the rule prescribed, they had stripped out of their tops. The teacher glanced at Sabel, sitting so shiny and pretty on the first row, and smiled at the thought...
I guess I should warn people that this story takes quite a long time to get to the actual sex. :) *** She wore a tiny dark red strapless dress that must have been magical. At least, supernatural seemed like the only explanation for how it somehow covered everything while being so small and so tight. It left miles and miles of legs uncovered, and they were...
Author's Note: I'd just like to say thank you to everyone who wrote me after my first two chapters encouraging me to write this third one. It's been a long time coming but it's finally here and I hope it's the best one yet. If you haven't read the first two chapters I highly recommend it so this chapter will make much more sense. And please, if you have any...
Well here is the 13th chapter in my book. Thanks to everyone who read, those who gave feedback and mainly to those who voted. I hope you all liked the story so far, if not I'm sorry but like I said I started writing this 20+ years ago. I agree that I have no writing back ground and it may be 'choppy' if you will. To some it makes no sense, but it does if you...