She was as beautiful as a girl can be without being particularly noticeable in even a very small crowd. Perhaps it was her usually deferential, non-aggressive posture, or her unwillingness to waste time by applying any makeup, or her unrevealing, perhaps boring clothing choices, but Alison looked far less like a model/actress than her body and the striking c...
Chapter 7. Lingerie from London Ashley, shifted restively in her seat in the orchestra section of the darkened opera house. On stage, the soprano playing Adina was behaving brattily to her admirer Nemorino, telling him her love was a fickle thing. The storyline was funny and she was enjoying the music, but Ashley was unaccustomed to the length of an opera,...
Once recovered, the first person Alicia asked to see at the hospital was not her parents but Clark. While he had expected this, it still worried him. While he did like Alicia, and maybe even loved her, he knew that he shouldn't be the center of her universe. Bad things had happened the last time Alicia had viewed him as worthy of that level of dedication. S...
I wanted to get my wife something special. Something very special. Our first anniversary was coming up in just a few short days and I was cruising the mall looking for the right gift when I saw a store that caught my attention. The window had mannequins dressed in the sexiest lingerie I had ever seen. And all I could think of was how much better those outfit...
My wife is a beautiful woman. She's not a curvy bombshell or a stick thin runway model. Others might describe her as average with her 5'5" stature, her slender waist, and gentle curves. Cilla would say her hips are her problem area, but I love the way the narrow dip of her waist gently swells into the soft curves of her hips and ass. When she walks through a...
I woke up the next morning with a slight hangover for sure, drenched in sweat from the mass of bodies pressed together, their slick flesh against my own skin. I was in a desperate need to piss, so I had to slightly nudge the body resting on top of me, that of my ex-girlfriend Sherry, which regrettably disturbed her slumber. Well, I thought that it was unfort...
A/N: This is just a fantasy of mine. I own all rights to this story. You do not have any right to copy or repost my work. Both parties are consenting adults. Enjoy. Usually I love slow days in libraries. No one is around and my volunteer job turns into an all-you-can-read relaxing environment where I can indulge in panty-wetting romances and enthralling...
Author's note: This story is not so much about the adventures of Batgirl, but more about the developing sexuality of Barbara Gordon. It introduces several original characters, and is only loosely based on the comic book heroine. Enjoy! Warning! This story contains material of an adult nature and is intended for mature readers for personal use only. No copyr...
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. ***** When I woke up, I was on my back and Charlotte was asleep on her side facing me, one arm across me holding my tit. I gently lifted her arm off me and went and had another shower during which I h...
I got my start as a used car salesman. Money for jam, really. The suckers, ah, I mean customers, would come rolling up expecting to get cheated and ready to beat your price down to something more reasonable. I'd quote an outrageous price and reluctantly let myself get beaten down to something that they considered more reasonable and I knew was still outrageo...