Where were we? I knew we had left the party to explore the house but I was getting lost. The champagne had gone to my head and I was feeling like I was floating...I was pulling him behind me trying to find a place we could be alone. I opened door after door until I found an unlocked office. We slipped in unnoticed by anyone and closed the door behind. He p...
Author's Note 'Donna's Ultra-High Heels, Book 2' is a continuation of Book 1 and can be read without reading the first book, although it is highly recommend that Book 1 be read first since it would be helpful in understanding the character development of the main players. I tried to make the transition to Book 2 as seamless as possible by briefly summarizi...
This is a story about a day I will never forget! I was in my last year at school doing my A-Levels. I had just turned 18 and it was the Easter holiday period. Because of our exams we were given extra time off (study leave) to revise. In the middle week my mother had arranged for me to go to France for a few days to brush up on my French (the subject I was no...
There we were. Just like every other Friday night since as far back as I can remember all we do is sit around watching TV. It's not like back when we were dating though. Were both a bit older, bigger, and have the kids to worry about, but this weekend it's just us. The kids are at sleepovers, and we're alone at seven on a Friday. "Let's go do something." I...
Sam was feeling down. He was 2 months into his college experience, and had very little to show for it. His grades were fine, but he had a hard time talking to girls. Sam was 6'3", and out of shape. He knew he had a very big dick, but you can't exactly lead with that. His social life was a bust. He had decided to stay at the local college, while all his frien...
It was Gina who had told her about it. A discreet, private, club which specialised in realising the BDSM fantasies of curious women . Lucy had checked into a nearby hotel first to prepare herself - but for what? She pushed the soft, white, fluffy white towel between her legs to remove the last few drops of bathwater from the fine hair of her trimmed pussy....
It's early on a Sunday morning, and my husband's cock is so far down my throat I can't breathe. He's on his back with his legs apart enough for me to crouch between them on my knees. To say I am worshipping his dick would be fairly accurate. I'm curled up in a ball, making my tiny silhouette even smaller. My head is bobbing up and then down, as far as I can...
Mrs. Jones is a 42-year-old physiotherapist, married to a wealthy lawyer whom she had a son with. She named her son Jimmy and he is currently 19 years old. Despite giving birth at a young age and unlike most moms, Mrs. Jones had a great tendency to improve the look and feel of her body. Many years have gone by and not a single time where her husband, Jared w...
Foreword Dr. Nina Wilde and Eddie Chase are characters created by Andy McDermott, author of a wonderful series of novels which I like to describe as "Indiana Jones on steroids." Nina is an American archaeologist, Eddie her British ex-mercenary bodyguard-turned-fiancé and eventual husband. Together they have made unbelievable discoveries, beginning in the fi...
Until I dropped anchor here, I knew about the male penchant for sports stats but was not fully aware quite how obsessed males were about sexual statistics. "Pee-Wee Logan's career RBI was to die for but his nickname was more than justified by the two-incher he sported openly in the locker room." Just for information, do you measure it soft or hard and is it...