I lay cuddled against Ryan's warm body as the beginnings of morning light streamed in through the blinds. The light fell across my nephew's broad hard chest and I was able to appreciate with my eyes what I had appreciated with my hands and lips all night. Laying against Ryan after we'd fucked (well..not quite) last night, I had fallen into a deep restful sl...
I lay there, trying without success to poke holes in the logical conclusions I'd made. My anger built as I felt my life slipping away. It was worse than my worst fears; I'd turn into Princess Puppy Mill without the Princess part. I picked up on what the Beta had done to Todd. There was no way the Pack Beta could disappear without raising suspicions, especia...
*Please note - this is part of a longer erotic series with a slow build, and the following chapters do not contain explicit sex. 14 I clutched the brush like an oxeye daisy, plucking its stained and splayed bristles one-by-one. Un peu, beaucoup... À la folie. Pas du tout. The petals fell. The glass was cold. I sat with my back to the window, staring acro...
Crystal Blake. It was a scorching day, and I was dressed in a man's white cotton shirt and shorts, boots on my feet. My red hair was tied back in a ponytail. "Not much more to go now," Corrine said, plunging her pitchfork into another sheaf of wheat. She flexed her wiry arms and flung the sheaf up onto the trailer. I speared the next one and tossed it up...
As Steve struggled to make sense of his situation, his hands reached out to gently push Ashley away from his face. He felt the soft skin of her toned stomach as he increased the pressure he was applying. The hand holding his head tensed up and pulled him with greater force. "Ms. Summers?" mumbled Steve around a very hard nipple. "We can't be doing this. You...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = When Maddi Miller gets caught doing naked self-bondage under an interstate bridge, the police take her to the psych ward of the local hospital. She is released but has to keep a diary as part of her thirty day evaluation and submit it to her therapist at the end of each week. This is week four of that diary. There a...
Note to the reader: As you can see by the numeric chapter, this is part of what has grown into quite a series. If you haven't read rest of the story, I strongly suggest you start at the beginning and follow the story to this major point in Mia's life. Just a suggestion, of course, but I think it would be well worth your efforts. I want to thank Josie and Dre...
Eileen Hughes had to work even later than usual. She wasn't happy about it. It wasn't the first time and wouldn't be the last. It was a fact of life for a junior associate that had only recently passed the bar. Junior associates weren't allowed a life. It was an unspoken and unwritten firm policy. She was the last one in the office when she left a little aft...
As a reminder, this is a continuation of a reprint of a story that I posted in 2015. I was rereading it lately and correcting some of the typos (I'm sure I missed some) when it dawned on me that perhaps I should repost this story (in the original chapter format) for readers today. It's still relevant, well most of it is. I hope you enjoy it. Oh, addition...
Sorry this last chapter has been so long in coming. Keeping the family business going in Mr. Obama's economy has not been easy. * Monday morning after the infamous Halloween party, Brian Cunningham left his last class of the morning and headed toward the frat house for lunch. Walking across the quad, he heard a mature female voice from behind. Turning towa...