This is how part 9 ended: 'Randy I am surprised that you did not pop her cherry especially when she was at your mercy,' MD said. 'Yes especially a beauty like Amba,' Seema added. 'Seema a kori choot is a kori choot (a virgin is a virgin) beauty is secondary,' MD said, 'Randy tell me why?' 'Papa I will tell you,' Seema intervened, 'does a woman named M...
Part one was in Romance, but they married, so I guess this qualifies as a loving wife story. One more segment to go. Thanks for reading. ................................................. I slept, dreaming odd dreams. I woke to the familiar smell of barbecue, the ultimate[for me]comfort food. Benny really didn't talk much as I ate. After we cleared the dish...
Author's note: This one's a little less dark than the last two. I guess we're too close to the holidays to be depressed. As usual I'd like to thank all of you for taking your valuable time reading this story. I'd also like to thank Mikothebaby for editing it. Originally we were going to use the names of the crew on the love boat TV series. We didn't because...
This is my 4th installment of the story "Jenny Plays with the Big Girls". Again, I want to thank everyone for their kind words of support and wishes for continuation. This chapter is a bit more messy than previous ones, arriving finally as we have at the golden shower scene. I must warn you that if you are turned off by this kind of literature, that you prob...
Class Reunion: the Bet Copyright© 2008/2012 by Stultus Description: I was willing to bet my life savings and future domestic happiness that my best friend, a romantically irresistible force and Sex God, couldn't seduce my fiancée. The odds seemed impossible - no other woman had ever resisted his overpowering sex appeal before, forewarned or not. Could my I...
For those of you who read the first part of Anita, I have to answer my own question: yes, it was all fiction. This second part of the Anita (Annie) story is also fiction. So any resemblance to people living or dead or places are purely coincidental. These stories are purely products of my imagination, produced with the invaluable help of a friend S. who edit...
Carla and I had been planning this night for weeks. My heart pounded in my chest as we entered the dark vestibule and Carla knocked softly on the door. A sliver of light shined through the tiny opening as an almost hidden panel slid sideways in the heavy wooden door. "Password?" A husky male voice whispered through the tiny opening. Carla replied, "John...
It was three weeks before we were all free so that I could take the promised photos of Jane and Sharon, but in this time, Roanne had earned enough money on her back to be able to pay the deposits for all three girls' trips round Europe. In that time, one of her regular customers had let on that he was from the local police and was checking that her 'busines...
Amy Simpson lacked friends, ambition and family closeness with her mom, dad, sister, brother and extended family, which was a drag. Fortunately, she was favoured by the family cat and throughout Amy's formative years, four successive replacement cats continued that feline tradition in the Simpson's home in the small coastal city of Weymouth, at the mouth of...
Ryan, a tall 25 year old blond with icy blue eyes, greeted his friends absently as he took a seat around the crowded outdoor table. Marco's had the best coffee on campus, and graduate students in particular, kept the place packed from opening til closing. At the moment the lunch crowd had overflowed into the quad, filling the nearby tables and benches and fa...