I'd got bored with posing. Glamour modelling no longer appealed to or turned me on, well not often. It all became a little repetitive. I mean there are only so many ways a girl can take her panties off, flash her pussy or play with her tits as she simulates having sex or an orgasm, though sometimes simulation wasn't necessary. Alright, when 'extras' are adde...
My note to you ... thank you for checking out my stories, I appreciate it and hope you enjoy reading. This is the second in this series and I'm looking forward to sharing the rest with you. This story is copyright (c) 2017 by MirrorsImage. I hope you enjoy it. ~ MI Farmhouse Series - Ch. 2 - Fireplace It's more than just tempting to stay in the car with...
Author's Note: All website and profile names are fictitious. ***** I composed my Vault profile: 'For most of my adult life I was a dom. To the outside world I am well educated, travelled, independent self employed businessman, clean and healthy, reliable and sociable, not bad looking and generally attractive to women around my own age. On the inside, I am...
Tim had driven down so that we could fly out together. Sitting on the plane, I thought about how I had come to be here. After those great days in Chicago, he had begun calling me, and we had become close. I found him as gentle and considerate about most things as he was in bed. What was more, with a few carefully chosen images, he could light me up over the...
I awoke in the morning with Rob holding me once more, his hips pressed to my even tenderer ass. I could feel his morning erection nestled between my ass cheeks once again. I tried to get out from under his arm without waking him, but it was impossible. Rob held me tighter and kissed the back of my neck. I felt nice when he did that; it was nice to have him b...
Katie reminisced over her childhood and the way her mother would stand in their main hallway, the one leading on to the lounge room, and holler for her when she'd misbehaved. "Katie Rachael, do you want me to set you over my knee?" she'd bellow exasperatedly. "Is that what you're aiming for, Missy?" Inexorably would follow the almost-exhilarating sting of...
I wrote this story for Tiffany. Thanks for all your help, Tiff. I hope you're pleased with the outcome. Chapter Two I normally got out of bed with Nick each morning he was at home, even when he was heading off to work at some ridiculously early hour. With him continuing to be so busy, those moments were some of the few opportunities I had to spend some t...
Delicate chimes alerted the young female to the impending drop. Light flared around her as the small ship woke. Displays gave atmospheric information surrounding the drop zone. A live holographic representation of her site bloomed before her eyes. The Station had chosen a location ringed by tall flora, well away from any of the indigenous inhabitants but no...
Thank you all for the kind words and comments on Chapter 2! And so sorry for the delay on this chapter—the holidays made finding writing time incredibly difficult. Not only that, but I just started up school again, and let me tell you, taking 18 credit hours and being on council for your sorority is not the best way to give yourself a bunch of time to write...
Jeff sighed and leaned back in his chair, full and satisfied from the delicious dinner Laurel had made. She’d baked chicken breasts and thighs in peach salsa and served it with white rice, sweet cornbread, and a garden salad. “That was great, thanks Hon,” he said, smiling at her. “Shall we go sit outside and get some fresh air for a bit?” “Sure, let me just...