Thank you all for all of your positive response. It was amazing. I hope you enjoy the second part of Gina's adventures as much as I enjoyed writing them. Again, thank you for all your wonderful feedback. ***** Sandra took Gina by the hand as they walked down to the lobby from their balcony suite, the front desk clerk was a sweet young woman with the most p...
The wager was made after several rounds of whiskey. It was a serious bet made after our protagonist asked for an up or down vote on the "fuckability" of various women colleagues. Thumbs up, thumbs down. There was no office slut as such, but there were the flirty ones, the busty ones, the long-legged short-skirted ones. There were a few disagreements, voices...
[Another one of my 'other' works, I know people hate my writing by now but here it is, English imperfect and all. The ones that continue to spam my mail box with their perverse excuse of education on what English literature is should know that their hate is being redirected into my writing. Thanks for that. I love to see people however email me with their th...
"What a shitty way to start my assignment." Corporal Al Brock thought to himself as he climbed out of his escape pod. He had been on the fast-track to a promotion back in the Core Systems Military but had wound up running afoul of a hardass General during a wargames trial that hadn't gone as well as he'd hoped. The General had made a blunder, but rather than...
I'm Desiree, and I'm a dancer. No, not a ballerina. And you won't see me in Broadway shows. Or backing up singers at rock concerts. The dancing I do is a bit more...exotic. Yeah, okay, I'm a stripper. Strippers traffic in fantasy. We embody fantasy. We facilitate it. We act it out. We ARE fantasy. Our audiences (usually men) see something in us that they wa...
Their conversation had been wide-ranging and multi-faceted, wonderfully refreshing and satisfying. Dinner itself had been exquisite, the table as private as they'd hoped, the food superb - filet mignon, kale Caesar salad, turnip soufflé, and a bottle of intense, almost tannin-less syrah. Due to familial training, Taylor had very seldom tasted wine, but even...
Gisela of Rugenstadt returned to the humble village of Lendorf by morning. She arrived as something of a mythical figure, a mirage in the form of a living hourglass of a woman clad in armor that did almost nothing to hide her nudity. A gathering throng of villagers stood silently as Gisela emerged from the fetid bog, the paladin's unmistakable figure illumin...
Sam was lying in bed, trying to decide between another chapter and going to sleep. She'd taken a shower after finishing her business and never made it back out of her room. She needed to sort through her feelings about Keiko and Arden. Could she really handle having two lovers? Was that even an option? Arden had kissed her, but he hadn't tried to do more. Ha...
Amy tugged at her skin-tight shirt, stretched taut over her braless breasts. Tiny details bulged out against the black garment, from the faint bumps along her areolae to her tense nipple. Even calm, they were conspicuous. Anyone would notice them. Given her height -- seven feet and six inches, last she measured -- she'd be fortunate if people didn't run into...
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - All characters are over the age of 18 years old and all players are consenting adults. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - For anyone who feels like I do about big busty mature women my new position at the St. Ophelia Retirement Village is a dream come true. I am surrounded with a smörgåsbord of the m...