David stood anxiously inline amongst his fellow class mates, waiting patiently for the line to shuffle forward down the hallway to where his module lecturer was returning their first assignment. Given it was the first assignment for this module it wasn't an especially difficult essay to write. Despite none of the students considering this essay worthy of muc...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Asuka or Dana Brooke or Emma or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Asuka chuckled as she entered her modest hotel room to fine two naked juicy female asses hanging off the bed. She'd only just arrived in Philadelphia, a day early for th...
Part 3 - Emma Emma Wheeler had come to Selsdon Battersely in search of Alice Compton, had been shocked to read of her disappearance in the newspapers, had wanted to do something. She had known Alice since a young girl, not that she had lived in Selsdon Battersely herself: it had been a holiday friendship. Their parents had got to know each other when on hol...
The following is a running fantasy of mine that I wanted to see if I could put to words at my first attempt at erotic stories. A bit of feedback would be greatly appreciated. It is a little long winded, but I think it's worthwhile. The air was heavy and damp. The basement cellar of this old hotel was stifling in the heat, but the respite of the cool room...
In the previous chapter: Jessica and Emma are enjoying their first lesbian encounter. They are in Jessica's bedroom and are wearing Domme style clothing. Jessica's husband is naked, face-down and restrained on the marital bed. He is new to the concept of a wife-led marriage and is awaiting punishment for being caught wanking without permission. Emma's appear...
Emma was at home more often than she used to be, so she met Harriett much more frequently than before. Harriett's hours of work were determined by the demands of her job which varied considerably from both week to week and from day to day. Generally, Harriett was as likely to be at home during the day as in the evening or weekend. Emma returned from visiti...
Crystal, my much younger wife loves to be admired by men. She is slim and stands about five foot seven tall with long dark blonde hair. She is always teasing guys when we are out. I know that when she wears her short skirts, she flashes the expensive lingerie that I buy her when she sees the opportunity. She rarely wears a bra and loves to display her small...
He glanced across the stream he had just splashed through to see if Emma was having any trouble. Anger wrinkled his brow as he spotted the woman picking her way across. Some of her long red hair had come loose from her ponytail, and there was a smudge of earth across one perfectly sculpted cheek. Even with the distance separating them, Emma knew he was in a...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Emma Stone or Jennifer Lawrence or any other celebrities. ***** "Your ass is mine Stone? Really?" Emma Stone groaned, breaking the kiss, "Why not just tell the whole world we're having sex?" "Awww come on, who's going to think that." Jennifer Lawrence grinned, "People see me as quirky. At best. C...
On the couch, she's sitting there, her head turned slightly towards me, and listening. We've been talking for over an hour, her and me and Emma. Emma's in the kitchen, fetching refills for the gin and tonics that have slowly moved our moods, together, from a nervous awkwardness into something more intimate, more pleasurable, closer. A moment later, Emma re-...