November 8th, 2007 Susan Fowler Knowles 637 Main Blvd. #327 Quinty, MA Re: Gold Card accounts Dear Gold Card holder, As Interim Chief Executive Officer of the Gold Card company I am writing to all of our customers in regards to their Gold Card accounts and the premium offers provided with those accounts. After receiving an overwhelming amount...
"Only one rule for you." I said to the valet. He looked at me quizzically, with tired eyes. Well, it was almost midnight. "Huh?" he mumbled. "No touching." I said. "Ummmm, okay." he said. So, here we are in New Orleans, July 13, and ready to roll onto our next adventure. I only promised my wife none of our rules would be violated. The ultimate destinati...
For the second day running the bright yellow pickup caught Billy McNabb's eye – the vehicle was clean, meaning no dirt, no marks. Owned by a perfectionist, he deduced. He imagined the guy – late forties, divorced and no-one to play with so devoted his after-work time to watching sport on TV and drinking beer while eating steaks at hash-houses, keeping an ey...
Late that night, after it had turned dark, at about 9 o'clock, Candice left the hotel, but instead of walking she took a cab to the Meatpacking District, just beyond the West Village to Outlaws and Sinners. She hadn't seen Lacey in a couple of years, not since Lacey had left San Francisco for New York. The bar was noisy and packed with bikers, biker chicks,...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Jennifer Lawrence or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Jennifer Lawrence was ready for her Black Mistress. Well, as ready as she would ever be. Her large collection of sex toys was laid out on the table she had drag next to the be...
*Author's Note: Hey everyone. So, this is my first story. I based it off of a song by an artist named Joe Brooks. The song is called 'Someday (Ok)'. I guess you know how I came up with the name for the story. I'd like to inform you that there's no sex for a while. Mostly just story build up. Mmk, well, Enjoy!* ***********************************************...
What's up folks? I got a story to tell so pull up a seat and get comfortable. Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Terrance Johnson. I'm a student at Texas Southern University. I'm your average 23 year old college junior; adventurous, horny, and slightly intoxicated. I'm an true country boy from a small town in Alabama using college as an excuse to...
Chapter One: An Excerpt The fields on either side of the winding rural highway are alternately planted with corn, then soybean; the year before each field was planted with the other. It’s only May but the soft winter has allowed farmers a head start. Small placards atop of thin posts identify the fields: Garst, Pioneer, Triton. Occasionally a house rises i...
Beyonce Knowles sat in the comfort of the leather back seat of the limo and stared forward at the back of the chauffeur's head. She was headed for her day long session with Jennifer Lopez, prepared to be her slave for the day, set up as a deal between Jennifer and Mistress Whitney. She had heard rumour that Jenny had been forced to submit to Mistress Whitney...
This is the final installment in the "Gift" series. As with the previous chapters, the story revolves around a dickgirl or three. If that offends you, read no more. Also, the bulk of this chapter is spent delivering a non-erotic story that concludes the series. To those of you who have returned for the final installment and wonder what is going to happen to...