"I'm going off the pill," the woman told her husband as they sat down for breakfast. She was in her early 20s with good sized breasts that she never felt comfortable showing off and a nice round ass that she couldn't hide. "Why?" screeched her husband, who was lucky to have married her. He was almost the same age but you'd never guess it by looking at him....
London 1883 * * * Dawn was breaking over London, but there was a smog, and a fog so no one could see anything. It was pitch dark in the street and so it was in Dora's new home except for a tiny night lamp hanging from the ceiling. She hadn't slept well due to the itch in her breasts and her bed had been no help at all as no matter what she did she just co...
Dahlia appeared in every way as an ancient mixture of Louisiana Creole. Her hair shinned caramel and copper with strands of gold. Her eyes shined a deep fluorescent emerald green, and her skin glistened the color of honey in candle light. Her body was complete perfection. Her face was mysterious and beautiful. Her breast were large, firm and sloped upwards....
I don't own the copyright to any of these characters. This is purely a fanfiction. If you enjoy the story rate honestly and leave a comment for any suggestions or new stories I should do. Thanks to DawnJ for editing. ***** It's been weeks since Daenerys Targaryen came to ask for the help of the Second Sons. After Daario Naharis killed Mero and Prendahl...
Ruth gasped an involuntary "No!" when she recogized the small volume I handed to Denise, and the smaller woman glanced up at her. "Start at the bookmark," I suggested. I had marked the beginning of Ruth's writings about Denise with a slip of paper. Denise began reading, stopping at the end of the first page to stare at Ruth for a moment. Ruth stood there, d...
*Author's note: This is the 3rd and last installment of a story that happened many years ago, when I was still a very young man. Patti was my 1st wife, Carol soon became my 2nd. Carol was lost to me in an accident 5 years later. Things happen in life, those were my best 5 years. I was continuously stone drunk for the next two years, when Lee came along, and...
It all started when she went online, she decided to visit a new chat room, and there she found him. He was Mr. Right, and she knew it from the moment she read his introduction, "My name is Romeo, I am a thirty year old hopeless romantic male, who is here to change your life." Yeah it was cheesy, but it wasn't what he said, but how he said it. He added e-flo...
Dearest, I find myself at a loss of what to write to you. How can I put into words, the feelings you conjure, and the tantalizing visuals you produce in my head? How can I write a fantasy, knowing it will never be exactly what I want, because I orchestrate it, rather than we? When my lips brush yours, would you lightly stroke the nape of my neck with your...
Ryltar hung from his rusted chains in the deep, dark, and dank dungeon of the castle. He twisted and planted his feet on the wall near the large iron ring to which his chains were attached. Straining and grunting, Ryltar pushed with all his might to dislodge the chain or the hook but neither budged. Cursing, he dropped back to the ground and gloomily slumped...
I looked up suddenly, hearing the bathroom door open. I realized that I wasn't alone after all. The sudden embarrassment of walking into an occupied house hit me. Even if they were expecting me to fix their shower I still should have announced myself, or at least waited for someone to let me in. She couldn't see me yet as I had drawn the shower curtain to ke...