I love when a romantic relationship is new. After being married for seven years I had forgotten what it felt like. I think about the person all the time, there is a constant buzzing deep in my stomach, almost like when I'm nervous or scared - though far more pleasant. It's an anxiousness to know the unknown. How far will the relationship go? Does he feel the...
Disclaimer: This is a parody on “Charmed” and should not be taken seriously. Phoebe and the and the other main characters are owned by Spellman Production. This fanfic will contain sexual scenes only appropriate for those over the age of 18, and should not be read by minors. If Alyssa Milano herself happens to read this or my other stories, and likes it, s...
The Day of the Ceremony is Finally Here Part 7 As I drove home from work, I could not stop thinking about how our lives as slave and slut had escalated so quickly. What felt like days ago, I was a powerful executive about to obtain my new and even more respected position, but instead I was driving home soaked in my colleagues urine as the new office demoral...
Sincere thanks to Tx Tall Tales and MSTarot for their mentoring and to Privates1stClass for proofreading. Any remaining errors or issues are on me. I was crocheting a scarf while I edited. ~~~~~ Laura was pissed. Danny didn't know she was pissed, but she was. His eyes were closed when she discovered the evidence of his presumed infidelity, so he didn't s...
BOBBY DISCOVERS ANOTHER WILLING NEIGHBOR Doreen Jackson was a nympho and that was the only way to describe her. She just liked to fuck and she would fuck almost anyone which is why her husband finally divorced her. She had fucked about every young man that had ever serviced her pool. She had also fucked her share of landscapers and gardeners. Bobby did not...
The story so far: I was a virgin for long after my husband and I were married. Then we moved into an exclusive gated community which was involved in the movie business and, without realizing the life I would be getting into, we signed the consent forms necessary to attend a comprehensive intraining program to become actors. It was only later while in the pr...
It was a small town, cold and quiet. Hard by the Canadian border. The Atlantic yards away, and on most nights she could hear the surf from her parent's house. She grew up on Summer Street, but growing up there -- just the thought of summer was often an unbearable idea. In December, when the snow came fast, summer was a memory hard to find. Something to hold...
The luscious aroma of tomatoes and herbs filled my tiny kitchen, as a small pan filled with sauce simmered on top of the stove. Behind it, water boiled in a stainless steel pot. I poured a half box of spaghetti into the water, stirring the pot and watching the stiff pasta sink gradually into the water, as the Dave Matthews Band played in the background. I g...
[There is a terrific story by cpete called "Blood From a Turnip" that got me thinking in a certain direction. This story is the result.] About 5:30 on Sunday evening, Beverly walked in the front door, dropped her purse and keys on the wingback chair, and headed down the hall to the master bedroom. I don't know for sure if she saw me sitting in the den, bu...
This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE EXIT. IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18, or otherwise forbidden by law to read electronically transmitted erotic material, please EXIT.NOW!!!! All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any resemblances to re...