Chapter 5: Panties from the Past I could not have been more surprised at what I was looking at. It was a picture of Jenn bent over our kitchen island. What the hell? It was the picture that I had taken of her the night we fooled around in the back of the Uber! She was bent over the island with her ass clad in those white and black polka-dotted panties with...
Montreal June, 1990 Quebec's largest city is one built on bilingualism. Back in the mid-18th century, after the British took Canada from the French, the locals there were prepared for a forced English assimilation. Fortunately, the American Revolution made the Queen's loyal subjects rethink their approach to Quebec. In a brilliant placating maneuver, th...
Chapter 1 I didn't quite understand what the waitress told me at first, because she spoke it so suddenly and out of context that I didn't expect anything to come out of her lovely lips. Of course, she was also cute enough that it was hard not to stare at those lips and actually listen to what she said. I naturally asked her to repeat her words, so as to be...
Hi, my name is Veronique. I'm a 35-year-old girl from Los Angeles, currently working in the Netherlands as a management assistant. I have a boyfriend from Sweden, who I met during one of the many ex-pat meetups we have here in Amsterdam. My boyfriend and I get along very well. That goes for all parts of our relationship, but for one thing in particular: I'm...
By choice or by force A bonding must occur Chapter One She knew that she was foolish to go out alone late at night like that. But Laurie was struggling to sleep, and the idea of a cup of hot milky chocolate had grown in her mind, whilst she had lain tossing and turning in her bed. Once the idea had formed, she knew that trying to sleep was hopeless, and...
Prologue I believe there is a misconception about the events that have unfolded. I have been told some think that John is the one in total control. That isn't really the case at all. We have allowed him to flex his personality; that is true. However, he doesn't have the power you all think he has.. Trust me, he is totally aware of that too. My wife and I ar...
There was hardly any girl that didn't appeal to me; but none of them were as attractive as Carla to my hungry, lusty eyes. Just looking at her ass and tits bouncing whenever she entered the classroom was enough to catch my attention. She was a studious gal so I knew she'd not be as approachable as the slutty bitches who were vying to be fucked to get more po...
My key fumbles around the lock three times before I manage to get it in place and turn the deadbolt on the front door. Sir's truck is in the driveway. He's home, and he hasn't messaged or called. I'm angry. I slam the front door behind me and kick my shoes into the closet with far more force than necessary. I shoulder the closet door shut roughly, throw...
I live out in the country, with several dozen acres of land that overlook a small mountain chain. It's a beautiful view from the top of the ridge where my house is, with sweeping views of the valley, and the mountains extending for twenty miles or so before terminating. Aside from that, it's mostly wooded and very private; sitting in almost a half mile from...
She stood at the kitchen sink doing dishes when he walked in. Immediately he saw the long, white tail. It was set against the backdrop of a boat neck t-shirt. It wrinkled slightly where it met the tail at her ass. The smell of coffee filled his nose. As he took all this in, he started to feel a stir in his pants. "Oh, so we are going to be a brat this mornin...