Amanda reclined on the couch, lost in her book as Greg bounded down the steps and headed for the door. A duffle bag containing his soccer gear was slung over his shoulder. "You're not going out to play soccer in this downpour, are you?" Amanda asked as she looked up from her book. Her voice tinged with a hint of annoyance. "Yup, you know the league plays r...
On the sixth day, like the Bible says God created man and woman. The man was the first and named him Adam because he was formed out of the soil from the ground. God breathed into his nostrils and he became a living soul wrapped in a perfect physique of a human being –perfect tan, perfect teeth, perfect face. God had planted a garden in Eden, in the East, and...
(c)Susan England August 2006 and March 2007. This story may not be published at any site without the express permission of the Author at her email address. This is a work of fiction written for the enjoyment of adult readers over the age of 18 years and contains explicit sexual material. If this is likely to offend you, please read no further. THE BUNTING...
"This has probably been the worst week of my life!” Lindsay exclaimed. She was standing in the teacher’s parking lot, the cold rain pasting her shirt and skirt to her body. She had missed the bus, and now faced a two-mile walk home in a downpour. “Figures,” she mumbled under her breath. She stood there making a mental list of all the things that had gone wro...
Please note that what follows includes depictions of activities from an extreme Japanese fetish film, specifically a vomit scene. If this doesn't sound good to you, you might want to read a different story. *** Peter dropped me off at the porn studio near Little Tokyo. He was on the way to the Getty Museum to check out some art for the afternoon. We'd meet...
The rattling of the typewriter keys was the only sound in the shop and when the machine dinged as I reached the end of the line I was writing, I pulled out the sheet of paper and sat up, stretching my back muscles. I added the paper to the thin stack on the desk. It had been a good afternoon, I realized, as far as writing went -- I had managed to bang out si...
When the drizzle we had been standing in began to turn to something more substantial, the trees that had been sheltering us began to let in some of the rain, and that was just as good a reason to end this "party" I had been having with my best friend Jeff. We had been celebrating a couple of things, the most important as far as I was concerned being my 18th...
As an avid reader myself of "first time" experiences and the like, I most often read those types of stories as I find them erotically entertaining. As I travel a bit during the course of my business affairs, I tend to print out a few stories in order to have something to read while I'm on the plane, or just sitting around inside my hotel room. After checking...
Chapter 3 Lily "Damn girl! Did you see Derrick this morning?" My friend, Stevie, sighs, tilting her head and dropping a cheek to her hand. "He really wears the hell outta those jeans, doesn't he?" I laugh at her dreamy expression. You can see the little cartoon hearts dancing in her eyes like a Pepe LePew cartoon. "Are you forgetting that 'Derrick' is al...
Recap: Miss A had just finished a luxurious bubble bath and was returning to her slave who was chastised and gagged with her pantie hose and a ball gag, with Miss A's wetted panties draped over his nose. Locked away in her dungeon, after an arduous breath control play session, her slave was spread wide at the ankles with a spreader bar, bent at the waist wi...