This story takes place a few days after Alyson's First Anal Experience. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" Emilia told Alyson it was because she had the most intense, body-shattering orgasm she ever had when she watched her boyfriend fuck her in the ass and make her cry aloud. She said seeing someone so quiet holler from a good ass fucking drove he...
"Well isn't that lovely! I'm never getting married!" Alyson stepped on the tile at the entrance of her home and kicked off her cherry red heels. She had returned from her third date in a row that ended in disaster. Having turned thirty the week before, she heard the clock ticking and the walls of time closing on her. Everyone in her circle was hitched or...
Emilia led Misty down the long hallway. Her room, she discovered, was almost all the way across the entire length of the house from Valentina's. All of the other doors Misty had seen in the house were of highly polished old wood. Hers she noticed was strikingly different. It was heavy steel, set into a heavy steel frame, with slits that could be opened from...
Holidays at the Lodge were very much a thing. Although obviously everyone had their usual obligations such as visiting family, we always set aside a date so that everyone could celebrate together. After spending so much quality time together, a lot of the girls had become quite close, so celebrating certain things became the norm over the past couple years....
Emilia burned for her husband to notice her again. It wasn't that they stopped having sex, but over a twenty-year marriage, Jim's insatiable need for her dwindled to perfunctory clockwork humps that usually ended with him using her vibrator on Emilia to come long after he did. And when they were done, he'd almost immediately launch into a talk about his day,...
Emilia was married at twenty-six years old. She had only been with two men. One a boyfriend from the past and the other her husband. she had always felt the need to be a freak and yet had never had the courage to do it. One morning the slender brunette with her big brown eyes, rolled over to face her husband in bed. Jake; a handsome thirty year old man that...
Madeline walked back into her apartment after a day at the spa. She could have just conjured up a spa in her bedroom, sure, but it just wasn't the same, and she felt more normal going to the regular spa down the street from her, and enjoyed it just the same. She took a break from using her magic so much today, only using it to conjure some money to pay for...
As Emilia used her magic powers to move Jessica and Sarah through the air towards Sarah's apartment, she took a second to reminisce about how much fun she's had being Jessica's sneakers. Emilia was an omnipotent goddess, but she still had never experienced anything like this. It gave her a new perspective, using her powers to manipulate reality, but not bein...
Emilia stood in the bathroom mirror looking at herself, and judging the reflection she saw. Her pale skin was coated lightly with water from her shower, tiny droplets slid down her arms and crashed to the floor. Her locks were soaked, drying in the air, some strands clung to her forehead, while others limply swayed in the air. Passing one of her delicate han...
So after going through post-first draft depression, here's part 2. Hope you like it, I know I didn't. It should be said that there is a scene out there with maybe/maybe not watersport. It's actually very mild and really up to you to decide if it is or not. (Author's hint: it's not! I'm not into that shit, you weirdo!) And DISCLAIMER: All the famous names...