In my fantasy it is as if I am in a dream or watching myself in a movie- knowing that I am myself but also feeling that in some way I'm not. A vague sense of unreality pervades everything but it is a very pleasant sensation and I feel very confident and very alive. I am led into an elegant room by my escort. I don't know his name and I refer to him as The S...
There comes a time when the best of things, while not necessarily coming to an end, do tend to get put on hold. It happened to Sam when Ravs got married and left for her honeymoon, though Ravs was insistent on having him tag along. Sam knew that her husband would approve, but he also knew that it would not be the right thing to do. So, he stayed back in In...
Chapter 16: Another Excuse To Avoid Revising Yet again, the mindless boredom of endless revision got too much for me to endure. I was meant to be revising for my Chemistry exam on Friday but it was such a nice day and I really couldn't be arsed. Instead, I met up again with Scot and spent much of the afternoon getting myself well and truly arsed (if you c...
Chapter 10 Stan's Mom Stan said goodbye to Jack and went home, tired out from the evening fuckfest he wanted to go home have a hot shower and tear threw all of his dirty magazines to find the same add for the Spanish Fly, the concoction had worked so well he wanted to make sure he had an abundant supply available. The shower felt fantastic on his body, the...
My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Some spelling an...
Seth saw her from across the club. She was standing in a crowd of her friends. She had long blonde curly hair. She wore a green tank top, showing a lot of her cleavage. It was hard to miss her. He watched her interact with her friends as she drank. He figured she was probably on her sixth or seventh drink. She was definitely getting tipsy. Even from across...
"Told you your momma needed a good fuck, babygirl." Darren smiled, his sweat dripping down onto the middle-aged vixen who still moaned and writhed from his attentions. "How about it, hot momma, you still wanta call the cops on me? I think you liked it a little bit too much to do that." "You beautiful man." she gushed, grabbing his dark head in both her hand...
It had been almost three weeks. Three long, incessant weeks, which had dragged by, the time moving as slow as ever, and my sexual drive diminishing rapidly as I was now deprived completely from sexual activity. It was a strange and unusual occurrence, it was like I had suddenly grown a large, hairy mole on my forehead, making me totally undesirable to women....
Mr. Davis looked at her, taking his hand away and just standing there. He held her eyes with his as he stuffed the panties she'd been wearing into his pocket. "From now on, you won't be wearing these into the office. Are we clear on that?" he asked. "Yes, Sir" mumbled Amy, her pussy growing wetter at the thought of always being bare to him. She wiggled her...
Britain, 450 After many attacks and wars, a truce was to be made with Romans and a Celtic tribe. It would be made by marriage. A centurion would wed the village leader's daughter. And peace would be made. That bride would be Seren, and she was not pleased. Her father only wanted the best for his people. Romans were only known as cold hearted rutting dogs...