This is a sequel of sorts to other 'Barbra' vampire stories. It might be worthwhile to read the others first. ***** BOOM The sound hammered in the hallway of the French public estate, expanding to take up the space, leaving behind a ringing metallic tone. There was another one. BOOM Barbra could feel it, sense the bullet impact, but there wasn't any pai...
Note: If you're looking for dirty hardcore sex, this is NOT the page for you. Some scenes in this story were actually based on personal life experience. Leg lovers, I hope you enjoy! Hi my name is Katherine, a 39 year old housewife and mom from Florida. I'm 5'11 tall, 34b, with slender built, and dirty blonde hair. My long smooth legs are my best feature, a...
I decided to have my summer vacation in the Bavarian Lake District. It was early June, before the family herds take their vacations. Searching the Web, I finally made a reservation for a single room in a family pension in a small town on Tegernsee Lake south of Munich. What caught my attention was the relatively modest room price, while having a free use of...
Standing at the bus stop, she could feel the sweat sliding down between her firm breasts. The tiny droplets sent shivers throughout her slender, curvaceous body. "Not now. Not here," she said aloud. The wetness between her thighs began to grow more and more slippery. Just in time, the bus turned the corner coming towards her. As she got on the bus, she saw...
Fiona was blazing mad. She had undressed, showered and was now in bed and waiting. Naked and waiting. Waiting for her husband to join her. Waiting for him to cover her with kisses. Waiting to feel his hands on her breasts and his fingers on her clit. Waiting - oh, hell! Waiting for him to fill her pussy with his pulsing, hardened cock. And what was her prec...
New Orleans 1812 Chapter One Jacques Du Bourg awoke from his restless sleep and shifted uncomfortably in the large four-post bed. Immediately, his thoughts drifted to his beloved Celeste. He never slept soundly when she was not by his side. He was hopelessly in love with the beautiful slave woman who captured his heart. Unfortunately, their love was forb...
Upon waking up the next morning I can sense right away that something is different. It seems that it is unusually quiet in the house. I normally hear the servants going about their work, but I don't hear anything right now. Quickly I get up and I am not surprised to see that I am not clothed. I go over to the closet and get the easiest dress to put on. Quick...
Nashville Predators player Mike Fisher stared at his television screen. He could not believe what he was watching. He had just put in a DVD delivered in the mailbox from his wife, Carrie Underwood. Toronto Maple Leafs player Dion Phaneuf was also staring at his iPad screen. He had received an email from his wife, Elisha Cuthbert. He was filled with a feelin...
Dmitry waited at the coffee shop for her to show up. She had insisted on meeting in public, and he understood, but she was about to be late and that he did not tolerate. He looked out the window at the unfamiliar surroundings and watched the people passing by. This was a part of town he was not in much, it was not a bad or a great part of town just one tha...
We sat beside each other in the dimly-lit coffeeshop. The cinnamon white coffee I'd ordered combined with his big brown eyes behind his big black glasses studying me as he spoke made me feel warm and hazy. This was the first time I'd seen him in two weeks--we'd both just been really busy. It felt so good to be with him again. "I really missed you, you kno...