Chapter 5 Girls will be Girls With a mischievous glint in her eye, Cynthia giggled, "Now it's your turn. I want to taste some of your chocolate cream pie. I only got a taste when I cleaned up John. I want more. You have a feast in that hole of yours." Moving toward the desk where Joy was sprawled, Cynthia commanded, "Lean back and enjoy." Kneeling before t...
I normally like the holidays, Christmas especially. The lights, the cold weather, the complete spirit of it all. When I was a kid, my mother and I would decorate the entire house in old gaudy Christmas decorations from when my grandmother was alive. My mother was a pack-rat. We'd put garlands and tinsel everywhere. Holly would live in all the decorative dish...
I highly suggest you read Feedback before this to see how this all began. Indulge me this little bit of quick fun. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you to all who continue to read what I write. Send me notes of encouragement. Leave me comments that make me warm all over. Rate, comment, favorite and again... feedback if you dare. ************** I heard a ca...
Authors note -- Thank-you for reading my first story published here. I would like to point out that while some of the details in this story are details from my own life, the story itself is purely fictional. This is only the first part of this story as it ended up becoming a much bigger story than I originally thought. There is a bit of a long build up so if...
You are indeed my favorite fantasy, you are the vision I have when my skin becomes electric and my fires within churn and swell. You make my chest heavy and my mouth water. The way you look when your in your element that occasional glance and grin in my direction. The things I want to do to you, the desires I have. My body is yours, a buried treasure waiting...
Vanessa After her one night stand in Sydney, Petra is determined to put it all behind her but when Vanessa makes a play for her, she finds herself falling once again. In this final chapter we wind things up and come full circle to Alicia. This is the final part of Petra's Tale and it's a bit shorter than usual but there are other stories in the pipeline so...
Well, the woman in the mirror certainly looks too young to be attending the wedding of her son this weekend and truthfully, thirty-seven really is far too young to have a twenty year old. Come to think of it, twenty was far too young to be getting married. But then, you were married younger. And this girl your son is marrying really is a sweet, beautiful gir...
Hi, I'm Marquee, and do I have a fuckin story to tell. Okay so let me start this off by saying that, number 1; I came out as bi about 4 years ago, and number 2; I'm a total pillow princess and I LOVE being dominated and non-consent situations. So I was a counselor at a summer camp this past July, and I was just getting out of the showers when 2 other couns...
"Hey there is room for you if you want." Jessie said squeezing her curvaceous form into a corner of the glass stall. Her soapy breasts were the only part of her body still in the direct stream of water rinsing the suds from her tanned form quickly. "I mean if you want and it's not too weird for you." the last bit spoken almost as a challenge. Karen paused...
Caitlin lay in bed unable to sleep. She kept thinking about the way Freya had looked at her as she left earlier that day. It's nothing. She kept telling herself. You just imagined it. But her mind kept wondering back to the way Freya had stepped forward just before leaving her house. She looked like she had wanted to say something, but instead just stared...