Melina dressed quietly with a surgeon's precision, buttoning her jeans and moving to collect her bra from the folds of the bed covers. Her face remained a stoic mask never betraying her true feelings. But I knew what was lurking just beneath the artificial calm, her militant attitude and averted eyes told the whole story. How many times had I seen her like t...
By the time this comes out I'm close to 100 followers! Probably no a lot in the grand scheme of things but to me its something! Hope you enjoy this part, there was probably a delay between the last part and this because I wrote 9 & 10 already. Hope you enjoy! Willingham woke up with the hairs on his arms standing up, goosebumps riddling his body as his eyes...
Cammie stood in front of the stage with her friends, being jostled and moved around with the crowd as they were all waiting for Slipknot to get on stage. The crowd was even more pressing than before because there could only be minutes left. She had been waiting for this concert for weeks and was overjoyed to be able to get to the front of the stage. She was...
Loving her has been easy since we'd met, making love to her was nervous but electric those first few times, as we discovered each other, explored each other and found out what each of us liked, needed, wanted and felt... then it became the most natural thing and has been so ever since. We have shared one attitude about everything connected with our lovemakin...
In some ways, I regret the game I lost against my best friend Dave. But then, in some ways, I don't. I'm not all too certain just how my wife, Denise, feels about it...but I have a pretty good idea after what happened. See, Dave, me and Denise play poker every Monday night. Last Monday, I was down and out of money, but I had what I thought was a sure-fire w...
It was a normal, everyday Spring Thursday, and I had just arrived home after a grueling 55 minute commute which had totally drained whatever energy I had left completely out of me. Every day this week traffic had been bad, the result of some of the endless "improvements" the Department of Transportation felt strong enough about to extend into rush hour. I w...
Corrie gasped as the cold glass dildo pushed against her tight, virgin asshole. His tongue danced a meticulous pattern around her sensitive love mound and his lips pushed against her tightly folded skin, damp and exposed. His tongue swirled, carefully flicking over the little bump before fleetingly moving away, perpetually increasing the tease. The glass toy...
Part 1 -- Roses Are Red *Note -- this is part of a longer erotic series with a slow build. The following two chapters do not contain explicit sex. 10 They say the night before her execution, Catherine Howard stayed up all night in the Tower, rehearsing how to look ladylike when she knelt, and laid her head on the block. Divorced, beheaded, and died. Di...
Hey Readers I hope you enjoy this story, love to hear your comments and suggestions. I have submitted three chapters so far with a fourth one in the making. Special Thank you to Bubba and Jen for helping me with the story, being a good friends and amazing editors. Without him this would have gone to "print". * Max glanced down at his watch '4:15pm,' he t...
Maryse Ouellet strolled confidently into the diva's locker room and licked her lips. Beth Phoenix had her back to her and for a few glorious seconds Maryse got to admire that big fat ass of hers, encased in a pair of tight jeans, that fabric hugging juicy flesh and practically begging Maryse to fuck it. And she would. Oh oui, soon that fat ass would be hers...