Megan Richards threw herself into college life at Northwestern University. She devoted herself solely to her studies, wanting to absorb every aspect of creative and performing arts, speech and communications. Her courses varied widely from creative writing to music to drama to an introduction into directing, editing and movie making... and she excelled at an...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the persons, wrestlers, events, promotions etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence....
Chapter 1 I've just turned off the computer for the night and I'm horny as hell. My husband is in Baghdad, in the Army. I just watched him jerk off in front of his bunk mates. It's so hot to watch him, surrounded by all those big strong guys as he rubs himself off. I miss Jay's cock so bad. It's not all that long, only about six inches, but it's so thick...
I hadn't intended to, but I must have taken a nap anyway. I didn't exactly wake up. I was jolted out of slumber. It suddenly struck me. A fierce, burning pain pierced my chest cavity. The place we call the heart. Unannounced visit. Uncharacteristic kisses. Unchecked stares. Lying. This was it. Over. Done. Kiefer had shown up unannounced because he'd come to...
I booked into the same Ottawa hotel where I was so well laid less than a week before. Either I was a hopeless romantic or else I was picking my hotel the same way gamblers double down on a lucky number. In my room, I checked my smartphone but there wasn't anything from Damien. I texted him one more time: "hw r you? y? y avent u clld me by now? dnt u wn2 c me...
NOTE – This is a work of fiction, intended only for the entertainment of adult readers. The muted alarm-clock brought jenny awake instantly. She reached over to shut it off. Being ever so careful not to disturb Master, she slipped out of bed and gazed lovingly at the sleeping man. From their earliest intimacy, He had accepted her completely as a woman, His...
This is an original work and as such is protected under the copyright laws of the United States. Please do not duplicate, copy, print, distribute or exchange this piece without the expressed written permission of the author. This work is pure fantasy, and not based on any actual events. My format has changed slightly, as I have written it with the plan of ma...
For my gracious readers, work interrupts, but the stories remain. Gwen is a most spectacular submissive, and I hope that you will find her ongoing adventures as delightful as I do. For those who may quibble with the classification, Dominance and Submission is my very nature, but I find much more satisfaction in conscious consent than coercion. The willing...
It was a warm evening and the party was on full swing. A one man band played old Beatle tunes and seventies music on an electronic keyboard and synthesizer. People danced swaying their bodies to the music as the alcohol influenced and loosened their senses. The scent of freshly roasted hashish rented the air as joints were passed around. Arjuna was the son o...
In the late sixties, "Garage Bands" were abundant. Our community was no exception. I had great rhythm in my head but was unable to make my hands play the necessary instruments. Light shows were also a great part of the total experience. With the beat going on in my head, I was a natural in controlling all the knobs and switches that would earn me the right t...