The following story evolved from an e-mail that Plus sent to Pretty and Pretty responded to. The e-mails between us continued and before long we realized that we had written an extremely romantic, erotic story. We hope that you enjoy our intimate correspondence as much as we do. * * * * * Nothing, and I mean NOTHING else, just my shirt. The thought of it...
Amber opened the envelope again and looked at the key, taped to a note. The key fitted the door to the hotel suite and she swung the door open wide. On the table, directly in front of the door she could see a bouquet of perfect red rosebuds. Swinging the door closed, she picked the card up, from the table, and turned it over. There were only two words on the...
Chapter One I awoke first in the morning to find our bodies intertwined. I hadn't planned on staying over but was exhausted after my second meeting with Mr. Kesler and the first time with his wife and submissive Chloe. Chloe I found out, was the one who had initiated Mr. Kesler to come to the hair salon where I work. I've been doing Chloe's hair for over a...
Chapter 8 Who's That Knocking at My Back Door Beth was humming happily as she buzzed around the kitchen. Titus was off somewhere doing errands which bothered her to no end. For the third time that day, she took her phone out and checked his online folder. There were no new porn videos posted since he'd agree to be with Beth exclusively three weeks ago and n...
This uses the characters of Dean and Sam Winchester from the Supernatural TV series. I do not own these characters (damn, but I wish I did!) * She sighed as she lifted the hood, knowing what was wrong. The rocketing temperature gauge and alternator warning light were a dead giveaway. Thinking of the meagre tool roll in the trunk, she sighed again. She coul...
For my wife, written hurriedly over lunch at work. ****************************** The 35 year old man sits on the casual chair, relaxed. He's brown haired and clean shaven and good looking. Tall and well built and very toned. He's wearing a black shirt, a grey jacket and dark grey plain flannel trousers. There is a bowl of milk on the floor with the name...
I was mainly concentrating on her emotions and inner-battle rather than the sex. So, in other words, it's not explicit sexual content. It's actually part of a book I've been writing. Lemme' know what you think :) ~~~~~ It was as if I were watching movie. I saw myself, lying calmly and relaxed on the couch; my right arm rested alongside my face, my left p...
'I'm running so late, hurry up and turn green damn you!' Jacqui said under her breath while waiting at the lights. She needed to be across town in a hurry as she had agreed to babysit for her neighbour that night. It was now 6.30 and she said that she would be there by 6.00 at the latest. She had also agreed to do a clients hair after work that night, not e...
Part IV- Month One Ends and Real Changes Begin ************* 4th Part of a multi-part story of how a wife in just nine months comes out of her cocoon to be become a sexual dynamo. A shorter piece, some physical but overall goals are set. No matter what you may assume, Sheila is clearly in charge of her changes and her neighbors are only guiding her! *****...
"I hear she's been fucking every guy she's danced for since she started here." "I heard she wasn't even a virgin when she started here" "I heard that too. Apparently she's already had 5 kids from other guys" The girls were washing down after the evening's events. Gerig had shut down the water supply in the girl's personal bathroom showers years ago, and i...