Sheila Buxley had the best job in the world. She had started out in the secretarial pool at Camp Swampy when she was 21 and fresh out of business school. Although her clerical skills were moderate, her personality and willingness to take on new responsibilities soon garnered the attention of General Halftrack, and shortly, he began the process to have her tr...
When I first decided to get a vasectomy, it was with the hope that it would revitalize the otherwise mostly dead sex life my wife and I had. Our sex life had started dwindling less than a year after the birth of our son, without any apparent reason. It wasn't until our daughter was born, 8 years later, that I got a possible explanation for my wife's lack of...
She's home at last, after a long day at work. He's not there, good she whispers, a little time to herself. Suddenly she remembers the text he sent her earlier in the day, that he was going to be away for the night on business and sighs, a sigh of relief! Stepping into the apartment she kicks off her shoes. As much as she likes the way they look on her, hi...
Doug had a photograph of Grandma and Aunt Doro on the beach, which he had kept on his desk throughout his four years at Columbia. Snapshots of various buddies and girlfriends had come and gone, and for appearance's sake he had occasionally also displayed a picture of his mother when he could stand to; but Grandma and Aunt Doro were there with him throughout...
** Once again, he hadn't planned on fucking her against the wall, but he just could not help himself. She was adorable and sexy, and she'd tempted him showing him her damn sweet white cotton panties by mistake when she looked for the dropped contents of her purse. He didn't see how he'd be able to keep his hands off of Lynne even for a minute this honeymoon...
Well, this is it. The last chapter of Lost Girl. I would like to thank everyone for their interest and in case you're wondering, there will be a sequel to come in the near future, which will focus on their college years. I hope you've enjoyed the story, and thanks for supporting Lost Girl! ***** The night had grown late, and along with it was a drowsiness...
Tangled in cotton sheets, long blonde hair and a statuesque blonde's limbs, I slowly extricated myself, needing to pee really badly. Britt mumbled softly, still soundly sleeping. Good sex will do that to you; relax you like nothing else can. I tiptoed back into the bedroom to find her on her back, the covers bunched up and on the floor. I could only stand i...
In an attempt to explore other genres. This story could be placed under BDSM, however, it is mostly nonhuman. All of the actions and events are strictly figments of my overactive imagination. There is no intent to offend anyone. If you are offended. I apologize in advance. All characters are above the age of consent. Thanks Andi for editing. Hope you all...
Hello everyone! I know it's been a while, but I have been torn with the direction I wanted to take. I will be posting sooner since I know what I want to do. I hope you enjoy this chapter! Thanks to everyone for reading and commenting. I love to read what you have to say. (Oh no sex in this chapter). Thanks for all your votes as well. Sultry * Megan sighe...
"I get this feelin' I may know you As a lover and friend But this voice keeps whisperin' in my other ear Tells me I may never see you again 'Cause I get a peaceful easy feelin' And I know you won't let me down 'Cause I'm already standing I'm already standing Yes I'm already standing on the ground." Eagles, "Peaceful Easy Feeling" Cartel Safe House...