George was about to depart the next day on his trip to the east coast, he had finished packing, and was checking his emails for any last minute items. Since his wife was fast asleep, he decided to check his private account to see if Cinnamon had got his message that he was traveling to her area. Cinnamon and he had been chatting on Literotica for over two y...
Chapter 1: Strange Disappearance It was a seemingly normal morning that Cinnamon woke up to. The sun was just rising in the sky and the birds were beginning chirp in the trees. Cinnamon liked the early morning. She felt they were so peaceful. Not that she saw them through the heavy drapes covering her window but she knew they were there. She stretched he...
10:15 a.m. Cinnamon has just hung up the telephone talking to her phone sex lover George. Cinnamon has to now get ready to get to work. Cinnamon puts the cell phone down on the bed stand, and takes a deep breath lying on the bed. That was so much fun, she thought. Her bedroom phone starts to ring. Wonder who that could be? “Hello!” She hears her boss on...
Marvin, Jennifer and Cinnamon sat talking about what had happened as they waited for the brothers to show up. Marvin kissed both of the women when he desired, enjoying the idea of having them both together. Cinnamon told him about Charley and the problems they were having. She also told him about her and Jennifer's college days, especially the wild aspects o...
Author's Note: This story involves some unrealistic sexual acts involving some obscenely well-endowed centaurs and humans (and eventually, possibly some other fantastical creatures). If that's not your bag, thank you for your consideration! Furthermore, all characters contained herein are at least 18 years old, which is actually quite a bit older in horse ye...
Flash story at best. Written a while back about my favorite crazy lady. I have it on good authority that is not worth reading. I was bored. You were warned. No sex. This Story has been edited to fix some flaws * "Honestly, Geena." Denise sipped her coffee, "Greg is going ballistic for no reason. It was just a couple kisses at the party." "And you kissed...
8:10 a.m. Ring, ring. Ring, ring. Cinnamon was sound asleep. In her dream, a lover was calling her on the phone. Ring, ring. Ring, ring. "Wait, that is the sound of my cell ringing," Cinnamon said to herself. She rolled over to the nightstand, and picked up the phone. "Hello," she said. "Hi," said the deep voice on the other end of the line. Cinnamon felt...
Chapter 15: Strange Activities Sharmon woke with a start. Something was pinning her left arm at her shoulder and her legs just above her knees. Without opening her eyes she slowly reached for the knife hidden under her pillow with her right hand. She had just started to pull the knife from its sheath when whoever was holding her down gave a sleepy sigh and...
Studying my reflection in the full-length mirror, I like what I see, mostly. For me, the appearance of a woman's face falls into one of six possible categories: ugly, plain, ordinary, cute, pretty, and beautiful. At one time, I put a celebrity's face with each category, but I've removed the faces, deciding that including them with such labels was tacky at...
3 a.m. During stories taking place over one day, Cinnamon enjoyed phone sex with George; her boss Bill ate her pussy; she takes a late lunch break and visits her lover Mark at a motel, with Mark fucking her ass. Later, Mark fucked her co-worker, Sally, as Cinnamon watched and masturbated; then Sally ate Cinnamon. Late at night in she cybered on the computer...