It was 8 o'clock in the evening on a Tuesday in late June when Victoria Bidarte was kidnapped. It had been dark, damp, overcast and unusually warm, and every worker on the roofing site was sweating in the 90-degree heat. The men were sullen, and tempers were high. Those who worked on the ground envied the workers who perched on the roof, hammering and stapli...
This story is intended for mature audiences. Every character is over the age of 18. This story is not to be taken serious as it's fun and sex heavy driven. Please enjoy and thanks for your support. ***** "Be right back. Going to the little girl's room and then we can leave," Nancy announced to her impatient daughter as the two were out shopping at the mall...
All the characters in this story are over 18. Yes, they meet in class, but it is a college class. The female protagonist is 22, and the male is 27. Oh, My Sweet Rapture He sat behind me in my sophomore poetry class. It made it hard to write, or think clearly about the words of others that I was listening to. I couldn't help but be aware of his presenc...
Hello, everyone! Just a quick note, I'm planning to have a lot of build-up in this story, so there won't really be any sex until later on. Hope you enjoy it regardless, though! It's an idea I've had for a long while now. ^^ -~*~- Have you ever felt overwhelmed with so much joy that you started to question whether or not what was happening wasn't just a dre...
"Honey," she says, "Let's go to your room for a moment, ok?" "Ok mommy," I said and I got up from the couch to follow her to my room. As we entered, she reached under my bed and pulled out my collection of magazines. We sat on the bed as she showed me the ones I had collected and asked me which to keep and which to throw away. "This one?" she would ask...
I pressed the 'ground' floor button on the elevator and checked my look one last time in the mirror. White button-down shirt, brown leather pants, and brown oxfords... It was a classic, yet contemporary look that the ladies seemed to love. The rain started to fall again. Sunshine all week long. Then, light drizzle all weekend. Isn't that always the way? It...
I felt like Sarah was consciously ignoring me. She said nothing when I met her at the motel, barely looked at me when she pointed at her pick-up and we piled in, and then grunted at the questions I attempted to ask. An example: "Where are we headed?" Her murmured reply: "You'll find out soon enough." Eventually, I gave up. I figured she was too afraid o...
We hear a lot of talk about the 'Swinging Sixties' as though nothing happened sexually before or after it. I can tell you the 'Naughty Nineties' did well too. At least being gay was legal in the nineties so once you were over the legal age, the sky was the limit. I had always felt gay even before I knew what "feeling gay" meant. As I grew up there were the...
Chapter 2 Friday, 6:50 PM In Lilly's POV Fuck! I can't fucking wait for Alex! He's SOO fucking hot! I put on my denim jeans with holes on some parts; I also put on some fishnets to make myself even naughtier. Hell, I'm a real naughty girl. I put on my high heels and I put on a black tank top. I couldn't wait for him to come here and fuck me. Just thinking...
This is chapter 2 in a series, one I have been working on for awhile. If you like what you are reading, please take the time to VOTE and COMMENT when you finish! I know that might be hard with the mess on your hands, but please show a struggling author some love! Tara glanced over at Bryan as he drove his '97 Mustang Cobra to the movie theater by the mall...