Note: All persons used in this novel are fictitious. Although the areas used in this novel are real, the streets, buildings, roadways, recreational areas, and other points of interest used to make this interesting reading for you, are neither at the exact heights, or in the location described. If you are looking for a great deal of Explicit Sexual Activity,...
Welcome back BPV fans! Here is another stand-alone story. If you hadn't noticed before, impregnation plays a major part in the story. This story is mostly focused on it. Series Note: I understand that not everyone loved the futa stuff in the main chapters, but I told the story the way I wanted to and finished that arc. There won't be any more of that in th...
When Barbara woke up she assumed it would be a day pretty much like every other day. It was a Wednesday, the middle of the work week. Where most people tend to say they hate Mondays it was always Wednesdays that Barbara liked the least. It seemed somehow unfair to her that after busting her butt for two days she still had three more days to go. Mondays were...
Chapter 1 Gwen After wiping my face free of sweat for the thousandth time with the bottom of my shirt, I grunted in frustration and pulled the shirt all the way off, reducing myself to a dark blue sports bra and paint-smeared jeans. Normally such a bold move would be unthinkable but the heat trumped modesty and besides, I was alone in the sweltering art st...
Dedicated to Toni Bentley "In those first years after my marriage, I discovered that the greatest antidote to bad fucking - or no fucking - is fantasy, and that fantasy's greatest aide is the Pussy Hound: the man who lives to dive ... Most men will lick and suck and drink a pussy - and I'm not complaining. But it is the rare man who does so with his whole c...
Thanks to my editor, AnInsatiableReader, for helping my clean this up. Also, thanks to my fiancee, for putting up with the time it takes for my neurotic ass to write, and for helping me clean it up, too. This is my entry in the 2012 Winter Holidays contest. Vote, comment and send feedback! * "Now I know what he likes for a late night snack, for years now...
© 2018 Unity Mitford. All rights reserved. The author asserts her right to be identified beyond the grave as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. Well, it's the Winter Holidays...
Part 33: Just What I Needed At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It has i...
Thanks to TerrytheTraveler and my new reader StoshB for lending a hand with catching errors. Any gaffs, typos, dropped words, usage errors, omissions, commissions, permissions, WTFs and OMGs are totally my fault. Enjoy! Summary This installment takes place immediately following the previous one. The Nahua noblewoman, Lady Izel of Ocotépan, widow of the d...
The objective of this summer's road trip was to visit the orphanage where I had grown up, in California, and to find some areas where Lily and I could conduct interviews for our research towards our graduate program dissertations. We, also, wanted to reconnect with our friend Anne whom we met during Jane's and my first road trip together, several years earli...