To the Reader: this little tale is part memory and part myth. The cove and the two women exhibitionists are things I remember from a trip in Northern California. The supernatural elements are inspired by the nickname a lover gave to me, "Siren". --Giada ************************************************** It was a lonely stretch of road we were on and everyt...
The Love Song of Kali Alexis looked at Yaami with the mixture of affection and lust that she felt for most of her long-term ex-lovers, and squeezed her thighs together as the former receptionist moved her healthy-looking baby from one enormous breast to the other. A few drops of milk beaded on the swollen dark-brown nipple, and Alexis restrained the urge to...
I had never in my life had a foursome. But shit happens. Ashleigh, Andorra, and Cherry were standing before me, looking like a trio of godly angels. All wearing white, all looking fucking sexy. Ashleigh's hair was long, curly, and red, the way she said she would dye it once. Before she passed. It was kind of like Rihanna's, but it worked for her. Her sna...
"Mr. Calderon!" Jackie Lance squealed and jumped away from the old not so gentleman. A lecherous smile spread across his face while he stared at her his hand still cupped where her as had been just a moment before. "I'm sorry; I just get ahead of myself sometimes." Ken Calderon replied. The grin was spreading slightly revealing his yellowing teeth. "You're...
I lay there in the dark, moaning. Hovering, down between my legs, was Jessica, the ghost who had turned me into such a slut, applying her talented tongue to my pussy. "Mmm," I moaned, "It's almost as if you get better at this every night." Jessica briefly pulled back, "Your pussy is just so sweet, maybe the best I've ever had. Now just lay back and relax....
Thanks go to LaRascasse for his editing expertise in making this story better! Laila stalked down the concrete steps of her townhouse, the 6 inch gold stiletto sandals ringing in harmony with her tinkling gold chandelier earrings and bangles. Elegant mahogany curls fell down her back and bounced against her bare, creamy white shoulders. The teal and fuchsia...
“Lay off my brother,” shouted Shayna Bastien, and the tall, dark-skinned Haitian-American tomboy exploded into action. Caesar Bastien, as usual, was about to be taken out by some fools, all because of a bitch named Stacey Flores. Hooking up with married women is one of Caesar’s pass-times. Now he’s got to face the music. The skinny, dreadlocked brother lay o...
The cave is cold and dark and damp. But at least it's out of the beating snow--the sky is so thick with it that it blots out the moonlight, if there is any. Den Mother reckons tonight is a full moon, for all that we can tell. Feeling around in the pitch black, I find a slab of rock distended from the wall--by touch more than by sight, really--a hard, divot...
Lily turned the berry over in her hands, inspected it for any imperfections or bruises. It was the first crop of the season for her garden and, being the conscietious woman she was (some would say anal), she intended to get a comprehensive understanding of its quality. Assured that everything was in order, Lily placed the strawberry in her mouth, carefully c...
Two gals and a classic bike. * Author's Note It's slow-burn romance time again. Two girls, not part of the 'in crowd', discover each other over a series of chance encounters. Definitely not a wham bam sex story. If you liked the one I wrote called Lemongrass, this should put a smile on your face. * Copyright (c) 2020 WaxPhilosophic The events and chara...