It's amazing how easy it is to manipulate a woman. Sure, you can waste hours, days even, flattering a woman in the hope of getting her to do what you want. You can spend a fortune on flowers and jewellery, fancy dinners and vast amounts of alcohol but all that will ultimately lead to it her thinking you've done something wrong and are buying your guilt off w...
Authors note: Hello everyone. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas! I hope you are enjoying the week of chapters as your gift. Please comment and vote it means a lot to me. Thank you, everyone, for the positive feedback and comments they have brightened my days. Thank you once again to Paul who continues to be my second set of eyes. ~ellie. ***** C...
Authors note: Happy 2018, everyone. Thank you, everyone, for the positive feedback and comments they mean the world to me and have brightened my days. I'm back at work so the writing is slower but hopefully, I will continue to have one chapter a week for you this year as well. Thank you once again to Paul who continues to be my second set of eyes. ~ellie....
I suggest reading part one of this story, if you want it to make sense. A late Georgian set-piece; with male submission to a variety of people in a variety of different ways. Don't read it if this offends you. The next day, Mother began making arrangements for the wedding. A dressmaker was hired to come up from London and stay. My sister had a plain white...
========= DAY SEVEN ========= My lovely wife lay above me, her body drifting like a cloud, weightless and unsupported. I reached up to touch her and she reached back, taking my hand gently and holding it against her cheek. Why are you here? I asked. She smiled, and didn't answer. I sat up and she drifted to one side, still holding my hand. I saw that she...
He had a revolving door of females, I should know because I was always running into them leaving his apartment. I work the night shift 10pm to 6am every day. By the time I'd get home I'd always see him kissing his flavor of the month (week? day?) goodbye. Usually it would happen that I would crawl out of my car and on to the elevator of our apartment buildin...
Note: This story derives from one pinup and two uncolored sketches by the Pit. The Coxville Curse Part 2: Chapter 7: The Jones' Family Post Game Barbecue ********** October 10, 2009: Saturday *********** Katherine Cox Jones leaped out of the passenger seat the moment her husband pulled in the driveway. Nathan Bedford Jones moved more leisurely as h...
Chapter ONE: Get On With Our Lives Dedicated to Bianca. This is my first ever erotic story. I had ideas for this series for awhile and decided to finally write them out. These ideas were influenced by my real life, combined with missed opportunities and personal fantasies. The story is complete fiction; however many of the situations are exaggerations base...
THURSDAY Sam awoke the next morning in his little apartment. He rolled out of bed and stretched; he was pleasantly surprised how well rested and relaxed he felt. On a whim, he threw on a pair of sneakers and went for a jog. When he got home he headed straight to the shower. He washed off the sweat, saliva and any cum Miranda hadn't tongued off of him in t...
Author's Note: The beginning of this story came from a dream that I had. I usually don't write in the Celebrities category anymore, but I couldn't get it out of my head. Chris Hemsworth is damn sexy and I had way too much fun writing this. Yes, I am the heroine in this story cuz well... it's my fantasy. Because it's my fantasy, you're now entering a world wh...