Love is reckless; not reason. Reason seeks a profit. Love comes on strong, consuming herself, unabashed. Yet, in the midst of suffering, Love proceeds like a millstone, hard surfaced and straightforward. Having died of self-interest, she risks everything and asks for nothing. Love gambles away every gift God bestowed. Withou...
She was beautiful ... she had very dark smooth chocolate-brown skin. I did not know her but since I live in a suburb dominated by a major university, I assumed that she was a student there. I am guessing that she was nineteen or twenty, slender, pretty, and possessed the prettiest ass I have even seen, and I have seen quite a few in my life. Yes, she was bea...
Chapter Eight ::: Erik's Return ~ * ~ Jade and Alicia had been lovers for about 3 months. The passion between them seemed to explode whenever they were together. No one even suspected they were more than best friends. Alicia was now completely over Nik. She hoped he would rot in prison and get ass-raped by a big, bald guy named for Tyrone for the horrible...
Jerome couldn't stop smiling. He hadn't been this happy in years; the last time he could remember feeling this way was when his youngest child was born, twenty years earlier. When his wife had left him several months earlier, Jerome had believed he would never be happy again. How could he be, when the woman he'd loved for three decades suddenly told him she...
And Julia sat in the chair, arms resting on the arm rest, her body controlled and warm in the shadow of the room. Her young lover relaxed and poised, his athletic body shaved and oiled. Julia sat and cast her eyes over the body she knew so well. The body that had revitalised her womanhood and rescued her from a stale marriage and an adulterous husband. She w...
This is just a story about an average guy making his way through life. The good guy doesn't always win in the end. Many thanks to ManosHands for his editing help. I'm no writer by any means so he had his hands full helping me out. Any mistakes you find are definitely mine and not his. ***** "Why are you trying so hard?" That was the question presente...
“Only in the fairy tale, does a girls dream come true” By: precious Chapter 31 Chris locked the house up and closed the dungeon door behind him. He stood in front of Trish looking down at her. This was their moment. The one moment they had been waiting for. Chris placed his hands on her shoulders and started kissing her neck and shoulders. He reached beh...
Copyright 2011, All Rights Reserved Thank you for opening my third story. I hope you enjoy it! Special thanks to SoCalOvid for his fine editing. Without his skill, the read would be tense. **** Honkkkk! blared the car horn. Mike Merrill jumped back, his mind on other things completely unaware of stepping in front of the red minivan. Looking up at the yo...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: One morning my wife described the dream she'd had the night before, and this story was the result. There isn't a lot of sex in it. As the train pulled into the station Daphne grabbed her overnight bag and her purse, just as she had done at the last three stops. She looked out the window at the platform, once again nervously fingering the st...
Hello Preston, Do you remember me? I'm Angela. With me on my knees and with you having a view of the top of my head more than any other part of me, you may not remember what I look like. You may not remember my pretty face. Other than recognizing my big tits, your favorite part of me along with my talented mouth, you may not remember who I am at all, espec...