Copyright 2006 Alexandra Lee * At nine o'clock the next morning a knock sounded at their door heralding the arrival of one of Chief Inspector Gupti's officers. They were driven in polite silence to Delhi police headquarters and met by the senior police officer himself who was beaming as though they were long lost friends. 'Welcome, welcome Mister and Mrs...
Danielle eased her car into the flow of traffic on I-25. The early afternoon traffic in Denver was light and she relaxed slightly, knowing she would have no problems getting to Larimer Square on time. “Yeah, but on time for what?” she said out loud to herself as she maneuvered through traffic. As she drove, her thoughts raced through the events of the last...
Thank you to my readers. This is the second chapter in a new series. I thought it would be fun to open this up and welcome suggestions for Sam and Danielle's next adventures. Please feel free to email scenarios you'd like to see as they take their mutual submission to next (unlimited) levels. I also welcome your positive constructive feedback. Fair warning...
DISCLAIMER This story is a work of fiction and the characters are either completely fictional or are fictional versions of their real selves. The events depicted are made up and any similarity to real life events is purely coincidental. This story is meant as a work of erotic fiction only and is not to be read by anyone under the age of 18. I am always loo...
My mind was empty as I lay in the sand, relaxing and absorbing the brilliant sunlight. My body was still a bit wet with seawater from a dip into the ocean, and my muscles still ached from the activities of last night and this morning. I loved going to the beach. The sun, the surf, the sand, the people – it was all so much more alive than winter could ever be...
3) The Villa. Once outside the airport, Danielle stepped into the taxi which Ryan had summoned. Adelle got in beside her. Ryan sat in the front, giving details of their destination to the taxi driver. She dutifully raised her dress, parting her knees. Her sex felt cool and soft in contact with the fabric of the seat. The car started, and Danielle could fee...
Disclaimer: I don't agree with any of the faux-feminism in this story. There is also no incest in this story, despite it being about a mother and a son. All my stories are like that. Also, there is some forced bi, and some bleaker aspects of humiliation. It's all in good fun, however, even if it seems dark. I hope you find it as sexy and fun as I did writing...
4) The Clamps. Danielle woke to the sound of small birds chirping in the early morning heat of the day. The sun was making its way into the sky, and already she could tell that the day was going to be hot. She reached down to her shaven mound, slipping her fingers into the folds of her lips. She thought about what had happened yesterday, and felt the tingl...
Author's Note: This story is an original work of fiction. Future stories starring some or all of these characters might also be forthcoming based upon response and demand. Certain characters featured herein may also be found in other works by the authors. Feedback is desired and greatly appreciated. Email comments to [email protected]. Thank you for...
He was inside her now, not just pressed between their bodies. Each time he thrust into her the top of his shaft dragged along her clitoris and sent a thousand needles of pleasure through her body. She couldn't see his face but could hear his ragged breathing in the darkened room, could feel his hands touching her body, caressing her breasts as his lips ran a...