[b]Ch. 1: Hanna Discovers White Bananas[/b] Hanna knew that I was a ghost writer and she wanted someone to write the story of how she met her new husband in 1983. She came to my place to tell me her story and then let me write it for her. Hanna speaks broken English and talks very quickly. With her limited English, she is very eloquent and colourful in her...
"Can you help me take these bags out, please?" Claire Lin called up to her husband from the kitchen. No answer. Grumbling, she picked up the black plastic bag and hauled it down the back steps to the back door. She flipped on the outside light couldn't help notice her reflection in the glass, the slim silhouette of her figure, the way her black hair cascaded...
My friend Blake was having his first art showing at a local art gallery. It began in January when he started a series of artworks based on iconic Sydney women. They were all nude in the paintings, but the pictures were tasteful. I wondered how he got so many women to agree to his plan. The inspiration came from the fact we were in a new decade and that we we...
When we arrived at our bed-and-breakfast the morning after our wedding we threw our bags on the floor in the entry, climbed the narrow staircase and collapsed on the bed. It was thick and soft, and fairly soon we were both asleep. I awoke a few hours later while my wife was still asleep. She is a deep sleeper, and I usually wake long before her. I was hung...
"Can I pour you another cup of tea?" "Yes, please," Ella said pushing her cup across the table to the raised tea pot. "So are you ready to tell me what has brought you here at such an ungodly hour on a Sunday morning?" Janet knew her friend; she knew that Ella didn't show up unannounced unless something was really upsetting her. "I...I...well." and the...
"Jay, what the hell is this?" She was standing inside our bedroom door holding my anal toy, black, latex and curved in one hand and my tube of lube in the other. Her arms were crossed and she was balancing on her left leg, her right extending out towards me. I was just coming in from a long day at work, so of course I stumbled in my answer. I stuttered. A...
All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. The following story contains 0% of your daily recommended dose of potassium. It also contains magic, all three of a young humiliated and embarrassed woman's holes, and a very bold banana. Please read responsibly. ***** Alice, like many young girls, had cried when she didn't get her letter to a magi...
His eyes slowly opened as the light began to leak through the blinds and creep across the floor toward the bed, she was still caught up in his arms. They were both lying on their sides, her head resting on his right bicep. She stirred as he caressed the contours of her body, his hand moved slowly from the small of her back over her plump round ass. She roll...
Jeff wakes up finding the bed empty next to him. Lauren is nowhere to be found. He initially thinks maybe she got up early to go to the gym or maybe she is making breakfast, but then he remembers the events of last night. Immediately his stomach sinks and he thinks that he has ruined their marriage. He doesn't know what to expect from her today. He gets dr...
M/F, control, picnic, outdoors, food, fellatio On a lovely spring day, you are leading me on a picnic. The temp is perfect, no humidity at all, an azure blue sky with cottony wisps of cloud. We have left the car park some time ago. You are leading the way; we proceed single-file down a traveled dirt path into the woods. You are carrying a traditional 2-fl...