Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. Don't expect realism and you won't be disappointed when you don't find it! Enjoy! ***** Even though he didn't attribute any strictly transcendental meaning to it, Sunday still felt somehow sacred to Nick. It was the day when he allowed his lazy side free rein, the mornin...
Chapter 39 "Good afternoon," the desk clerk said to them as they approached. "Welcome to the 2 inn 1, Kinsington." "Good afternoon," Gavin smiled weakly. The trek through the brush had exhausted them. Their bodies demanded two things. A hot shower and a soft bed. And they were barking for them right now. "Dr. Gavin Steward," Gavin told the man wearily....
"Let's fuck," Steve said lazily, slipping his hand over her far breast, fingering its nipple. They lay in the darkness. The creek to their left looked a black path through the thick cattails and purple loosestrife, both colorless in the moonlight. To their right lay darkness. In the day, there'd be a slice of blue where the bridge divided and then a rectang...
© MiloXarts 2018 =================================== Dear Reader, thank you for following the story of Jenny! Thank you as well for all the comments I've got for this and all the previous parts! And last but not least, many thanks to WarEagle for editing and proofreading of this story! =================================== Chapter 1 "Mmmh," I moaned...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thanks to the eagle eyed reader who pointed out the geographical error in Chapter 11, that I've since rectified and reposted. As I'm typing this, Jessamy Beech Chapter 11 has so far received 16 five star ratings in a row. I'm flattered, thanks very much. I must be doing something right and I hope this instalment lives up to all your expectati...
This has been ages in coming, and all I can do is humbly apologize. Real life was overwhelming for awhile and posting something bad for the sake of posting isn't really being true to the spirit of the story you all love to read and I love to write. A couple of notes: Free the Girls is a real charity. You can find out more about them by searching the nam...
I remembered waking up to a very sunny day and the mattress still damp because of all the leakage from my previous night's finale with Patrick. I was wearing only a white cami with no bra or panties. My orifices were completely satisfied but I knew my plane left that evening so I wanted to experience more crazy sexual adventures from this sweet swinging coup...
Note: For those of you who have followed my work, I apologize for my long absence. I've been focusing on other genres lately and that has taken up much of my writing time. Now I am ready to return to my true love, transsexuals. I hope you will find it worth the wait. I also want to mention that this is my first foray into watersports. If you guys like it or...
November had come to the upper Midwest. That meant the long evenings, neighbors hanging out outdoors, barbecues in the back yard, and casual conversations with people walking their dogs on warm evenings after work- all that was long over. Now, darkness came fast, and the nights were cold and long. The air smelled not of the fragrant smoke of barbecues, but r...
Since I always had to get Tyler's permission for every little thing I did, I asked him, one day in April, if I could call one of the factories in Bellewood to ask about summer work. His reply shocked me. He said, "No, you're not gonna be in Bellewood this summer, Davey, you're comin' home to Keenesburg with me." "What? No. No, I... I can't do that, no... u...