Angelina Stories

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Librarian Finds Long Overdue Love Ch. 12

by RVon on Mar 18, 2020
Fetish

November 30, 1987 Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up librarian, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian - at least not in private. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina's orgasms are so intense that she oftentimes faints duri...

Jesse's Girl

by Ann Douglas on Dec 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was a quarter after five by the time Sean Delaney finished up his last service call for the day. The twenty-nine year old photocopier repairman had been on the go since seven o'clock and he was more than happy to call it a day. Thankfully, he had managed to route his calls so that the last one would only be a twenty-minute subway ride from home. Walking...

Librarian Finds Long Overdue Love Ch. 11

by RVon on Nov 4, 2019
Fetish

Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up librarian, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian - at least not in private. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina's orgasms are so intense that she's been known to faint during the throes o...

Librarian Finds Long Overdue Love Ch. 08

by RVon on Jan 8, 2019
Fetish

"Was that the night I met your family for the first time?" asked Harry, scratching his chin thoughtfully with his fingers. "Don't play dumb with me, Harry. You know very well that's what I meant," shot back an angered Angelina. "It was just a couple weeks after our wonderful romantic time together over Christmas break. After 18 months of slinking around, I...

Panties and Picture Frames

by farechilde on Sep 14, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

There was a picture above Scarlett's bed. It was thickly framed in wood as black as pitch; the glass had a small skim of dust across it that could only be seen when the sunlight was directly on it. This usually only happened at sunrise. The picture inside the frame was small, almost too small for such a heavy and expensive looking frame. But it wasn't the...

Kings For A Day

by cby2 on Sep 16, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

There we were again in a tropical island bar owned by the well-tanned locals. Its funny how karaoke is such a craze on these warm Pacific islands. I guess the locals have no other form of entertainment. Anyhow, like many other times, Sasha and I gad spent the day lying out, snorkeling, napping, and then having a nice, candle-lit seafood dinner. By about 12 a...

Librarian Finds Long Overdue Love Ch. 05

by RVon on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

"Any chance you can back out of this, maybe call in sick?" asked Tom worriedly, lying fully clothed on his back on Angelina's heart-shaped bed. "We've been over this a million times," replied his lover patiently, from behind the accordion-like 6'0" tall wooden changing area a few feet away. "I've been committed to being a participant in the school's bachelo...

Total Woman Industries 01

by bhuff on Sep 19, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The Total Woman Industries Gulfstream G4 was fueled and prepped, parked at the executive airport, strobe and rotating lights flashing in the dusk. In the approaching limousine, Sheldon reviewed again the confidential document on rare earths ore assays from the Andean high plateau corner of Argentina. His wife Krista was speaking by SATphone with the mining c...

Victor and Angelina Ch. 02: Marisol

by amia1 on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

When they arrived at their small hotel room, Angelina showered and sat on the bed, wrapped in a towel, while Victor unpacked their bags. "What do you want to do tonight?" He asked, still facing the closet. "I want to meet your friends! Especially Gabriel and... what is that girl's name?" Victor chuckled and sat beside Angelina to kiss her on the cheek. He...

Worth a Thousand Words

by MWG on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Ever felt like you were on some sort of adventure that’s being filmed by some cosmic director, as if your whole life in one particular instance was a solo scene out of “Thelma and Louise”? That summed up my feelings at the moment quite well. I stepped out of my old 1976 Buick Skylark convertible, which was coated in a blanket of desert dust. The sun was me...