Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction. However it is based on a true story to which the author was privy, although not one of the principles. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Angel Love for her editing to make this a better story. There was no doubt about it. She was not a beautiful woman. Cute, yes. Attractive, yes. Se...
The sun broke through the curtains splashing its twinkling rays on Brianna's face. She felt it's warmth caress her flesh, beckoning her to waken to a new day. She stretched, arching her back like a sleek cat. Smiling to herself, she turned to gaze at the handsome man sleeping peacefully next to her. Brianna rested her cheek on her hand and lay there watchin...
(Dear Readers, As I am trying to complete Adorable Woman – Part II, this story came up as one, which a maid told the mother. This couldn't be included in the main story, as it is too long as a side story. So, I am publishing this story as an independent one. I do hope you like it and vote. I apologise to a specific section of readers who do not like using B...
So what WAS the moral of the story? He suggested several possibilities: --Don't be a heavy drinker. --Heredity outweighs everything else. --You can't trust anyone, even members of your family. --Stamina is very important. I don't know which of these is right, or whether any of them is the best. I came up with another one on my own. Let me tell you the s...
This story is entirely fictitious and fantasy. * As a student, Milly had been a party girl, her social life had been a whirl of parties and disco nights. She was also a very sexual young woman, she had several boyfriends, and managed to sleep with most of them, and experienced their different preferences and fetishes. But that wasn't all, In the interes...
The three of us were sitting in comfortable silence on the large area rug in front of the fireplace. The orange flames were steady and low, warming our faces and bare feet against the colder air outside our intimate circle. Our Jack Daniels went down with a soothing anticipation of what was ahead and we all looked at each other knowing that we'd soon be wrap...
Mary stood in her wedding dress, posing for the camera. She could feel the cum dripping down her inner thighs, and she was sure she could smell sex wafting up through the air from her abused pussy. She looked over at her new husband. Greg looked so handsome in his black tuxedo, and a small pang of guilt washed through her. She knew from the soreness that was...
Amy Baxter smoothed the sides of her duo-patterned primarily light green tight skirt, recently purchased from Anthropologie, as she viewed her reflection in the full length light-surrounded mirror on her walk-in closet door. The lines forming on her forehead and the edges of her eyes didn't please her, but she knew them to be visible only because of the high...
Cyn Again: Finding a new flame fan "Now don't get upset Cynthia." Elaine said. "It's just obvious you are a conservative, religious and moral person that might be offended by some of the, shall we say, naughtier things we get up to at times." It was the end of the second week in which a small group of us agreed to lighten the commute burden by sharing the...
Jane Ramsey's husband, David was doing well at the Bank where he had been employed for the past twelve years. He derived great satisfaction in the several substantial raises and promotions he had received. The extra income enabled the Ranseys to move into a new larger home in the West University section of Houston. Their son, Jason, now fifteen, had obtained...