Before I start, maybe I should tell you a little about myself. I have shoulder length dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, 5'4, 165lbs, and my breasts are 38D's. I have been called cute. Some say I'm pretty. I like to believe I'm even sexy. I do catch the eye of a young man or two here in town, but I prefer the old men (wink). I turned 18 recently and my boyfriend...
There are others. For both of us. But this bed we share only together and always. I wake in the middle of the night. The sound of his breathing, the soft snoring like a sated animal, is like home to me. I hear the rain, a soft patter against the windowpane, and I am at home. I open my eyes. See the light of the one street lamp pooling into our room. Just e...
She didn't know what he did really. He would be gone for months and then reappear for a day or a night. This time he had been gone for almost two years. When she moved from San Francisco to Ft. Worth, she figured he would never reappear, but she hoped. Unanswered e-mail messages were like little trail markers she left for him to follow. Mostly just family a...
"And this is my bedroom." Dot said sitting and leaning back on the bed. She crocked her finger at Jeremy, her eyes holding the invitation. Jeremy walked forward and Dot grabbed his belt. "And now for your tip." She laughed dropping his jeans and boxers to his ankles. Jeremy was grinning from ear to ear as his rock hard cock sprang forth to stand ready onl...
She gazes at her body's reflection and runs her smooth hands over her curves, her reflection seems different. As if the mirror was waving slightly and compressing into itself slightly. It makes her eyes sore. She then drops her gaze down to her feet, rubs her puzzled eyes, then blinks several times. Two average C cup breasts block her view of half her flat t...
Prelude Nepal, 2112 Jagati Liu sat huddled behind the banister, her small figure hidden in the shadows. She could hear her father and mother yelling once again. She wished that they would not fight so much. Her auntie had once told her that even though her parents didn't always agree that they still loved each other but sometimes it was hard to combine two...
It wasn't anything I planned, I mean how can you plan something as off the wall, or I guess I should say off the bookshelves? At the time I was visiting a used book store, one of those in an old, converted house with narrow aisles, interesting room shapes and lots of nooks and crannies. Although it was an inspiring setting for the casual book shopper, the ch...
Chapter 6: Obedience It had been three weeks since their meeting in the library. She continued to live her sedate life during the day as the local librarian. Her outer clothing did not change, but thanks to several trips to various specialty stores, what she wore underneath was very, very different. He had purchased various undergarments, in every color, fo...
You are kneeling naked in a wood. A slight breeze cools your exposed breasts. You are holding your hands behind your back. You are looking at a patch of wild grass and an old fallen tree. Sunlight dapples the scene. In other circumstances this would be a perfect place for a picnic, but these ideas seem a long way away now. An hour ago your boyfriend led you...
This is a story of a happily married couple doing what happily married couples do. * Joyce and I had dated all through high school. We were married in the summer after my sophomore year in college. She was only a year younger than I, but she was a hundred years wiser. My name is Oliver Winkler. I'm thirty six years old, five feet ten inches tall and abou...