No sex in this part, I'm afraid. That will come later. Probably. In the meantime our lovely couple have work to do! If you haven't already read the first three parts of the story, may I suggest that you do. This part will then make more sense to you. I think. The spelling is English. No apology, as so am I! Enjoy, I hope. Give me the man – Part 4 Motion c...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Preface My wife is a stunning, gorgeous brunette who is at once the most genuine and endearing sweetheart you will ever meet, and a sexual force that washes through me like a hot, chaotic wind. The mother of incredible children, and the epicenter of a family one never wants to leave, and rejoices to reunite with, I have the kind a partner in life that a man...
Please leave comments for me. Thank you! (Diolch.) ***** Vadya climbed out of the saddle, looking warily at the people standing at the top of Castle Sietter's steps. All around him, the sunny cobbled courtyard was full of the van H'las retinue dismounting and Sietter servants taking their horses' reins or going to give a hand to H'las servants unloading p...
"You wouldn't dare." "I would, you know." "Right then - two o'clock by the lake at the beach." It was not easy for Greg to wake but he had promised -- no - accepted the dare that very afternoon, and he crept out of his sleeping bag and laced up his walking boots. It had perhaps been the result of too much beer at lunch time. He glanced at Mikey but he cou...
Ann was waiting for me in her parent's front yard, sitting in a lawn chair of her own. She got up and my eyes almost came out of their sockets. She was wearing a pair of very short cut off jean shorts, with the legs cut off at her crotch, exposing every single inch of her amazing tanned legs. Up top, she was wearing a tight, light orange tank top that was cr...
~ Journal Entry: December 8, 2014 After nearly three months of being in this school, I suddenly hit a realization. I might kind of, sort of, have a crush on Tristan. I know you're probably thinking: wow, big surprise there, right?? But ever since we started hanging out in September, I've been trying to convince myself that I didn't have any feelings for him...
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Ned parked found a parking spot a block or so away from Cynthia’s apartment building, on a side street that would conceal its presence unless someone were looking for it. He didn’t want to park in front of the building because his wife sometimes came home from work that way and if she saw the car she’d wonder what he was doing and then figure he was visiting...
A chill ran through my body, which only now was beginning to cool down, as the beads of sweat, not all of which were my own, started to dry in the thick, steamy air that surrounded me. My legs shaking, I took a seat on the couch, the very piece of furniture upon which I had just committed the most depraved deed of my life with my two best friends. Except for...