As if she were a cat, Amanda arches her back and stretches her arms forward along the cool, blue satin sheet, her small rear high in the air. She smiles as the smell of freshly brewed coffee reaches her nostrils. "Mmmm, that was fun," she thinks to herself as she brings herself up from the cat stretch to a kneeling position. Beep! Beep! Beep! The insistent...
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She seemed to gulp as she rubbed my neck and shoulders. Yet, her hands still kept kneading and massaging my muscles. Her body was pressed against mine. I could feel the roughness of the lace edging and spandex of her outfit. Her bare skin touched each side of my hips as her thighs griped my body from behind. "Well it is high time that you finally did it lit...
Author's Note: I apologize for the length of time between Chapter 15 and Chapter 16 of A Tale of Two Paramours. I have changed jobs and moved 1100 miles since the beginning of the year, and I did not have sufficient time until now to revise this chapter. **** The five days following the tumultuous conclusion of the threesome with Jessi and Amara were p...
This story is the fifth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures, based on the characters in the early Batman comics and the sixties TV series, in which Barbara Gordon's relationships with all those around her, continue to develop, at the same time as the Dark Damsel manages to get herself into all sorts of tricky, sexually explosive situations. My thanks...
This is part two of a 2 part story within the bigger story of how I became a cuckbitch. If you haven't yet, please read Cuckbitch 4 to see how we wound up here... *** Two men walked up to us. "Hello ladies," the one gentleman says. "My name is Richard, but you can call me DICK." I couldn't believe that lame pickup line he just used. "Interesting," Lucy re...
He was hired as an investigator, of the private sort. And he did his job well. He'd followed the pretty and petite brunette downtown, to where she had gone into an old remodeled tenement building. And he'd even been able to find out what apartment she had gone into. It was one of the newer more costly ones. Now there was something he could write down, to h...
(This story contains characters from the 7th season of House MD and takes place a few months after the events of the series finale.) Martha M. Masters sat at the very front of her class, scribbling frantically. She hadn't missed a single word so far in a 2-hour lesson and she had no intention of slipping up now. The young redhead was nearing the end of he...
The smell of marijuana is almost overwhelming as I enter the open door of the single story house. I look around to survey the main room. People are drinking, smoking, and a couple girls are even snorting cocaine. I notice the dozens of plastic red cups strung everywhere in the house. I notice a guy passed out on the floor of the filthy kitchen. I walk a few...
Hi readers, A while ago, I received an email from someone requesting a custom story. The characters, their appearance, what they wear, the setting and all the events in this story are all their suggestion; I have simply worked them into a story. I hope the person concerned is happy with my work and that you all also enjoy it. MELD ************************...