Please read The Cleaning Lady Part I before reading this story. Minh and Ping showed up at Nicholas' door on schedule two weeks later. Nicholas let them in and they walked in and sat on the couch together. Today they were dressed very nicely. They both wore white button-down blouses. Minh's had blue rhinestones sewn into a graphics pattern that trailed d...
This is one part of a longer crime/romance story that is connected to the other parts. To fully appreciate the story, please start at Part 1 and read through. Thanks. Part 10: Jordan Recovers and The Sheriff Admits Fear There were noises around her. More people in the basement? A dull ache pounded in the back of her head. Her mouth was dry. Where was Gra...
I know that there are many of these story lines running open-ended at the moment. Be patient, because I am now sure all of these stories happen in the same universe, many at the same time. I fully expect my characters to cross from story to story in the future. I loved writing this fatass cum dumpster just as much as my soulless secretary, and I hope you...
As we neared the point of land beyond which lay Smuggler's Cove, I walked aft on the top deck and looked back at the trailing boat. I could see that a couple more people had joined Miguel and Sandra on deck, and I waved at them. As they waved back and Miguel blew a short blast on their horn, I could see that the other man was also dark-skinned and black-hair...
Chapter 8 – Clean up sex Greg walked me down a long hall-way; well it seemed long in my well fucked state. I was still covered with cum all over me, my face, and my tits were covered the most. It had ran down my body and was even inside the boots. The only thing really left on me was the stockings that had slide down inside the thigh high boots. Nothing el...
Josh is eyeing, with slightly bleary suspicion, a brightly colored thimble of liquid the barman just deposited in front of him. Throbbing music is pounding from thin ribbons of speakerfilm dangling like flypaper, strung liberally from wildly coruscating light fixtures. He's found refuge in a booth at the edge of the club, taking a break from the throng of of...
This is literally the first story I ever wrote, back in 2001 (although I did a rewrite in 2004). It is more of a fun tease, as opposed to anything romantic. This is bluedragon storytelling "lite", so have fun with it and don't take anything too seriously. PART 1: Tennis Match *** I thought I had the match won. Up 5-4 in the final and deciding set, 40-15 i...
It would be easy to discount the occurrences of the last week as a fantasy, a fleet of fancy or even a dream had I not had the evidence before me. Three pairs of pretty, sexy, women's panties, each enchantingly sheer undergarment of delicate lace and silk defining the character of their wearer in colour shape and style, each still bearing the distinctive int...
A television's blue glow flooded Kerry's third floor apartment in the Cow Hollow District of San Francisco. She lounged on her couch flipping channels and in frustration turned off the television and threw the remote to the side. Quietly staring out her living room window with its view of a fire escape ladder and narrow alley, she regretted the two thousand...
I'll be moving into some heavier themes: more dominance and submission, creative use of orifices, a lot of ass play and some other stuff but that's enough of a spoiler. I'll keep posting under exhibitionism because I think that's the main category overall. Because I'm having trouble keeping track of characters, my guess is that you might be, too. They all h...