Olivia stirred the tea that sat in the delicate, rose coloured teacup on the lace covered table before her. Against the backdrop of the pink tearooms, with their doily covered walls and framed watercolours of kittens, she cut an impressive figure. It appeared that she rose above the pitiful salmon coloured expression of femininity, which palled beneath the c...
Elizabeth Corell, walked through the poolside of one of Havana's prime resorts with every eye upon her. She's a British supermodel, blonde, tall, tan with wild sex appeal and unpredictable behavior. She had them all, the longest legs in town, biggest boobs and fame. Her short kimono clung to her body with promises beneath. Several people greeted her along th...
It was the cold tag end of winter. Valentine's Day was close, and that means spring will arrive soon. In this part of the country. But, so far, there was still snow on the ground and the temperatures hovered around the freezing mark. Mary had come to see me at my university apartment. I had fixed her and myself some tea. There was soft rock on the Ipod. We w...
She was waiting bound to a pole. Her back was arched, her long black hair flowing over her shoulders and hiding her piercing green eyes. Her hands were handcuffed and tied to the pole at such a low level that she was forced to bow down. Her derriere was suspended in the air, held up by a silky linen wrapped tightly around her waist and fixed in the ceiling....
Hi there! Long time reader first time writer here, so Warning this part does not have exactly a lot of sex in it (none I don't think) it's more of a set up needed for the rest of the story to make sense and take place, hence the beginning but don't worry there will be plenty of steamy action to come! This isn't just a sex story it's also a love story and tak...
A lot of guys meet a sexy woman and then groan with regret because she wouldn't give them the time of day. Me? I have an entirely different perspective on these things ever since I got away from a witch named Aziza Catherine 'A.C.' Hussein. A tall, fine-looking Lebanese Christian diva who turned out to be my worst nightmare. I'm going to tell you all about i...
This is Part 5 of the Survivor Revival Challenge, organized by Tara Cox. This is the story of Jim & Marybeth, and eventually others, of course. You can expect daily installments. ********** Jim learns Hélène, the daughter in his host family, is a flagrant submissive *********** Jim went window shopping on the way home. He passed by a lingerie shop and,...
So I thought that this was gonna be a suicide note; correction, a double suicide note. It's still here though. I guess this is gonna be something of an explanation instead. I suppose I owe that much to the dead. Upfront I'm gonna say this. It's gonna seem complicated to those who aren't me but here goes. When I say 'me' I mean the four of us. Like I said, I'...
Joy rolled over onto her left side. Instinctively, she wrapped her right arm over the man sleeping there and pulled her naked body close against his back. She felt her nipples rest against his warm back and pressed her pelvis urgently against his bare ass. Just as she snuggled into position, she felt another man's body roll and press himself against her from...
When we were last with Rocky and Bullwinkle, they were frantically digging a hole into the ground with the goal of reaching China on the other side of the world. Flying there wasn't an option. "I can't get my antlers past airport security," said Bullwinkle. Their goal after reaching China is to get a strange weapon repaired for none other than those two ne...