College, 2015. Class, right before my lunch hour is supposed to begin... I have been having a "flirtationship" with my classmate, Kenny for the past year, and this was our first time having a class together, and thus seeing each other regularly every week. He has more than hinted at wanting to hookup and having more than adequate equipment to do the job and...
I know finding me in your bed when you come home after a trip away is your favorite thing so I can't resist giving it to you. I hear your heavy footfalls in the hallway moving towards your bedroom and I look up to greet you. Your face lights up as you turn the corner around the door frame. You don't say a word, but instead drop your bag and walk straight for...
*Name has been changed. Ending of this has been changed from the actuality and replaced with part of a previous conversation with the same man. This was only sexting and hasn't actually happened, although I hope you all enjoy, comments welcome. --- 17th May 2015 Kellan: Your soldiers here and he's standing at attention waiting for you so maybe you could...
About two years into my job repping pharmaceuticals, we were invited to a party at the company owner's house. Charlie and Marge lived about forty miles from where we lived at the time. It was a sort-of cocktail-party-finger-food-buffet-kind-of-thing. I was wearing a dress with a medium long skirt. Always have enjoyed mid-calf-forties-fifties style skirts an...
Thursday, January 8, 2015 10:18 PM I finally decided I had had enough of life in RI, but the only way out was to join the military. I signed with the Navy and shipped out within two weeks of signing up. I packed all my dresses, skirts and lingerie away and stored them in my mothers basement and was off to San Diego. Basic was a breeze and then came my assi...
I didn't know what to expect when I went up the stairs to the third floor at the Tokyo Valentino adult bookstore in Atlanta during the fall of 2015, but I'm glad I did. It was my first visit there, as I had an afternoon free during a business trip to the Peach City, and I knew I was feeling quite horny as I hadn't been with my wife in more than two weeks bec...
Part five of The Wrong Room series. Thanks for choosing to read another one of my stories. If you are unfamiliar with this story it might be best to go back to the beginning to understand this relationship, but that's your choice. -Dreamweaver594... Mike moved in and out of Allison as she wrapped her legs around him and pressed her body to his in a loving...
"Salaam, bae, how's my favorite booty doing?" Sebastien Lavoie said cheerfully, his deep baritone voice pouring through the cell phone all smooth and confident. Bashira Mahmoud-Lavoie chucked softly, and shook her head. Leave it to that lustful husband of mine to call and ask about my ass, literally, Bashira thought. Sitting in the now empty lunch room locat...
Copyright © 2015 Naoko Smith This is a re-edited version of the Prologue. Thank you so much everyone for the very very helpful feedback, which I'm working hard to take on. (I know the names of characters need working at -- I need to have a really hard think about those.) All the chapters for this novel have been written already and I'll be posting them re...
Nabila "Nana" Osman can be considered beautiful by virtually any standard of beauty. Six feet tall, bodacious and curvy, with dark brown skin and long, curly dark hair which she no longer bothers to hide under a Hijab, she is classy, lovely and timeless. Whenever she steps out on a stroll, whether walking around downtown Toronto, or casually roaming the ever...