Wrote this for a special friend, she got engaged and didn't want it anymore. So decided to give it up to the internets for enjoyment. Enjoy. ****** It takes you a minute to get to the door. "Scott!" you squeal with delight upon opening the door. Throwing your arms up I lean in and accept the hug. My hand drifts down and settles on your lower back as I stra...
This is the twenty-fifth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter XVI Sunday ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest girlfriend a fe...
January 1, 2011 Being that this is my first story, I guess I should explain a little about my character. You remember back in high school the girl that scared you because she smoked, wore black and was too smart for her peers? That's me. Tattoos, piercings, leather jacket, tore jeans. I was never afraid of anything. In fact, most of the things the populatio...
1.Chocolate – milk or dark, melted or solid, like a sweet, luscious orgasm exploding in my mouth... 2.The fantasy of him hiring a prostitute and bringing her home – watching them have sex while I hide in the closet – and then later come out to join them. 3.Piercings – so sexy – in the tongue, the eyebrow, the nose... even more sexy in the nipples... or t...
I greeted my wife at the door, as she came home from work. I led her to the sofa, and sat her down pulling a small cushion over for me to sit on. Silently I slide my hands across your face feeling the softness of your skin. You start to speak and I place a finger on your lips, stopping you. I look into your eyes and kiss you our tongues dancing together...
She is an attractive, fit, vibrant woman with a ready smile, sparkling eyes, and a bit of mischief in her look. She has curly, medium length hair, fair skin, and curves in all the right places. She wore a light, mid-length summer dress and a short-waisted cover jacket and sandals. As she walked back to her hotel from the restaurant she felt very relaxed, and...
Chapter 1. Illianya, The ride ****** Illianya Tetsin {Elle-on-ya Tet-sin}. 5'2''. 20 years old. Her shoulder-length hair is pulled back in a low ponytail. It is dyed a vibrant neon cobalt-blue that fades into jet-black tips. Her piercing sky-blue eyes stare out with child-like wonder, the mega-complexes of UGC still so new and amazing to her; as a daug...
As with all my stories, I welcome other authors to add chapters! Remember to like and bookmark your favorite chapters! Regular chapters with 5+ likes get a sequel, chapters with 10+ likes get two. End chapters get an epilogue with 10+ likes. Chapters with the most likes & bookmarks get updated first! All characters in this story are at least 18 years old...
As far as first dates go, especially blind dates, I guess you could say my date with Mark was hot. In every sense of the word. I almost canceled when he called to confirm Saturday morning. Not without good reason, mind you. The weatherman had predicted record breaking heat wave temperatures-- temperatures that had been climbing slowly and steadily all week....
The young woman was the spitting image of the woman Garrit had raped. His lips started unconsciously quivering. Suppressing all his thoughts and reactions, he keenly observed his supervisor introduce the young visitor. His supervisor was a woman in her mid forties. The shoes were large blocky British country woman's shoes. A bad curl job made the supervisor...