Hello all you lovely readers! I'm sooo so so glad you're digging the story so far! I know, it'd be much better if I had an editor buuuuut I'm gonna focus more on getting the chapters out rather than just waiting for an editor to show up. I know exactly what I have planned for these characters so the story should flow smoothly, let's see. Also, from this po...
Here we are with a new update, the usual thanks towards Jaz for proofreading and Asylum for editing and the guild for their never ending support and help. Big hugs to you all. Now go enjoy this next chapter. Don't forget to comment/vote.) Chapter Three : Finding Each Other. Slowly Chris opened his eyes. The sweet cinnamon scent of the woman on top of him f...
Jill stood before the group; her big belly protruded showing her pregnant state. She was smiling from ear to ear; "As you all can see I'm a little bit pregnant. When Robin Meade was making her nomination she told me she was going to nominate me. I just gotten pregnant and wanted to complete my fantasy before I began to show. Also this way I knew I couldn't g...
While it was my sex goddess Charlene's inspiration, that led to my encounter with Pat and Shana a few years ago, Charlene was blissfully unaware of it. In order to prove that she is no less than Charlene, Shana had actually outdone Charlene, and experienced something that Charlene had only fantasized about. I knew that one of these days I was going to have...
As Marsha and I rode up in the elevator I could still feel Albert's big hand on my breast. It takes a big hand to get all the way around my D cup breasts. I was thinking of his hot lips on mine. I was still a little vacant, exercising my vagina and clitoris, staring at the numbers flashing the floors and anxiously waiting for the sixth floor to come. Marsha...
(or "Lust Comes in a Little Black Dress") ***** "Dealer shows seventeen . . . and draws a four. That's twenty-one, and you bust, sir." The dealer reached out to scoop up the meager number of chips from in front of me, arching one eyebrow as he nodded towards the remaining pile sitting near my half-empty beer glass. "Would you like to purchase more chips, s...
Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the story line is true, the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early sixties and seventies but should be a concern for everyone today. ***** As the saying Biblical goes, "To everything...
The continued story of Norma Rogers, a young wife, mother and ATS officer, whose husband has been posted to Assam, thousands of miles away from her. She has no idea when or even whether she will see him again. She has been coping with a demanding job and, in the emergency, acted as an intelligence agent. In the closing days of the war she has been notified t...
It was June 21st in New Orleans. The air hung heavy over the city with a threat of the ever-constant summer storm. Humidity moistened the skin making it impossible to stay dry. The sky held heavy dark clouds filled with droplets of rain waiting to annihilate the passion of the day. The morning clouds released their liquid on our town but by noon the sun had...
She took my breath away when she entered the elevator and little did I know that my life would never be the same again from that chance meeting. She was unbelievably sexy and, as she gracefully slipped into the elevator before the doors closed, I found myself looking at one of the most desirable women I had ever seen. She had long, curly dark hair framing a...