Publication of any and all trademarks contained herein are not authorized by, associated with, nor sponsored by the trademark owners. ~~~ "But Mommy? Are you sure Santa's coming this year?" Tia Dickinson looked down at her six year-old son, Brandon. Though several inches of snow were thick on the ground, the early morning Denver sun shone in through the w...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. ------------- ----------------------- The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part...
Becky lugged her gym bag casually over her shoulder as she shuffled into the gym, heading directly toward the free weights in the back. Some of the trainers waved hello and she exchanged high-fives with a couple. Although she had fought her weight a bit over the years, a set of perpetual crash diets and exercise had molded her to a full, tight finish. From h...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story picks up from No Holds Barred in London, which was based on the idea/request of a fan who wishes to remain nameless. We rejoin the action in Victoria's (London) hotel room. As you may recall, Trish had been about to leave when she was made an offer she could not refuse. ***** Trish approached the bed, thinking that Victoria really...
Kim Thi Tran proudly inspected her breasts as she stood before the mirror. Despite her age of 35 and the pear size and shape of these 34C symbols of her womanhood, they were as firm as any teenager's 32-inch tits. Gently stroking her nipples she watched in approval as they responded to her touch, stiffened and became firm. As she continued to look and touch...
Foreword This story features Heather Hunter and continues her most recent girl-on-girl "romance" (although not very directly and not without diversions along the way). It also includes some straight sex, an activity Hev hasn't ever been able to quit for good. If you are anti "straight" please feel free to skip Chapter Two and enjoy the rest of the yarn. *...
Introduction Oh good grief I cannot believe I'm doing this. Normally I'm supremely calm, cool and collected. Right now I'm shaking like a leaf. I honestly cannot remember being anywhere near this nervous, ever, ever, ever. When I fought my first UK inter-university karate final I wasn't even a tenth as tense. Standing there, facing a potentially lethal op...
Author's note: This story follows on from "Crossing the Divide" but has been written (I sincerely hope) in a way that makes it readable in its own right. No need to backtrack, then, so let's get on with it. Onwards and upwards! ***** Chapter One (February 2002) Naomi had finally ridden long enough to run out of orgasms. Literally collapsing off Heather'...
Sub-Chapter 1: ["So, Rheena... Ready for round 2?"] Tuesday 8:32 AM ["Rheena?"] Tuesday 9:55 AM ["Come on, Rheena"] Tuesday 9:18 PM ["Don't even think for a second you can just ignore me, and not give me a rematch"] Wednesday 6:05 PM ["Rheena, you bitch. Answer meeeeee!!"] Thursday 2:27 PM I swear it felt like I sent her a hundred texts, and though it...
SS49: "Maid In America" *** March 20th, 12:15 p.m. Madison Roschfeld rang her bell. "Miss Magnusson!" she called. "Tea time!" Recently hired Karin Eva Magnusson hastily put the finishing preparations on the tea for her socialite mistress and her guests. She couldn't afford to keep them waiting. Finally, she placed the saucers on the tray and the cu...