Hatter was unusually excited. Today was one of the highlights of the season and as usual most of the elite of Wonderland would be wearing his latest creations. Haute Couture was his livelihood and the annual event that bought all of society together dressed in their finest meant a payday that would ensure an adequate supply of both Darjeeling and perfumed as...
Meet Jarrod Willer, a big and tall young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. He recently moved there from the South Side of Chicago, Illinois, where there are shootings every weekend. Jarrod is studying Criminology at Carleton University and slowly adjusting to his new digs in the Canadian Capital. The brother desperately missed his hometown of...
This is chapter 2 of Erika's Story my first story series, If you have not read the first part it might be a good idea to go back and check that one out first. Also I would love feedback and constructive criticism so I can get better. Finally, please rate it at the end so I can see how well it is being received. Enjoy! *** Three months had passed since the...
I stood in the room feeling awkward and useless before I walked to the door leading deeper into Donovan's suite. I was almost to the door when I realized how stupid all of this was. He'd rescued me from the crazy psycho bitch but he wasn't much better. He turned me into a werewolf, even if I hadn't actually turned into a wolf just yet. He had tried to make m...
I go to wash off the suntan lotion in the shower. There is a digital clock in the bathroom; my parents put it there so I would know when I had to leave to get to school. I set it so I can see it while I'm in the shower. I still have time before my folks get home. In there I take time to stroke my penis thinking it was Jonathan doing me as I soap up and showe...
Anita was about a meter ahead of me, as I deliberately let her lead, to admire her gracefully undulating wide buttocks and luscious legs. Being a female butt freak, I always look around to find any interesting female with alluring behind. She looked stunning with about five feet and eight inch height, proportionately feminine fleshy curves. Her oval face ad...
Georgina had planned to return to work today. Thanks to Roger, the trauma of Richard's death was no longer debilitating. She was able to remember Rick without the clumsy rape fueled by the, probably fictitious, stories of his fellow pilots. Roger had given her the priceless gift of being able to think of him without rancor. There was a loud knock on her doo...
It's been roughly a year since I last saw Joe. Our games were fun and amusing, but they couldn't last forever. Joe was too quiet. And I was just too vibrant for him he claimed. Well I guess I was! I have a new set of regulars and a new set of so called friends. They are more like acquaintances really. A great bunch of guys, always making me laugh for a chan...
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My name is Kaitlynne, but everyone calls me Katie. I grew up in a small farm community about one hour north of Columbus. I was pretty much a wall flower most of my life. I had thick glasses that I wore until the summer after I graduated from high school. And to make it even worse, I wore a size 32-A bra until my senior year. Flat and bespectacled was no way...