The hot water in the shower splashed over Holly's tan body. Her eyes were sudsy as she scrubbed her short golden hair under the shower head. Soap suds slipped slowly, seductively down her 19-year-old's torso. Rising steam formed indistinct shapes around her. The only sound was the splashing of water onto the tiles at her feet. Then, there was a voice. "Don'...
(c) GratefulFred The adventurers meet outside the dodge ball competition complex knowing that they each shared either a total defeat at the hands of some local halflings squad or just wanted to get a cool smoke in the designated smoking area. Babygee, a slender beautiful robed elfish female opens up with some mindless dribble. "Damn hobbits! You try and pu...
Third installment of My One True Love. I apologize for the late posting, been going through some rough times recently. Things are looking up though, if anyone cares. Seeing as I have so few readers now with this series this may be the last entry in the series. Yeah the last one got good ratings but almost no one bothered to read it. I want to reemphasize m...
Laura parked her car and made her way to the school gate for pick-up time. For once she had found a parking space easily and wasn't late. She was also glad to see her friend Chrissie already there, which meant there was time for a chat before the doors opened and a horde of youngsters surged out. The school mums could be a cliquey lot but Laura was glad to h...
The following story (and the subsequent stories I'm going to write about Emily) are completely fictitious. There's no real Emily, or is she based on anyone I know. She is just, in my mind, the quintessential slut that inhabits my most perverted fantasies. All of the stories in the "Emily, The Good Time Girl" series are written from her perspective, mostly be...
It's late November in London and freakishly cold. The snow is coming down and winter has really set in. I'm in town for a showing of my photos exhibition in a South Kensington Gallery. The owner, Nigel, asked me to show one of his collectors through the exhibit. He assured me she's a serious art collector. I've got nothing better to do today. So if a stuffy...
My name is – well, what difference does it make what my name is? I mean, you don't care about me. You're probably more interested in my little adventure and, if that's the case, you're one sick son of a bitch. But, okay, here goes. Oh, hell, I don't care if you want to know or not. I'm going to give you a little background about me anyway. If you don't like...
Reggie was enjoying the sleep of the blessed which gave Georgina a chance to prepare dinner. She had shopped Rick's monthly coupons the day before his death. She would post the unused vouches back to the Ministry of food tomorrow. Richard had complained when she had insisted that Fiona's unused vouchers be returned too. He claimed no one ever checked. Georg...
Conner seldom remembered his dreams. At most, the fuzzy portions that remained with him were from the dream events immediately preceding waking up. On this particular night, however, he remembered not just one, but two dreams nearly in their entirety. In the morning, when his alarm clock went off, he opened his eyes to the fleeting memory of a scenario in wh...
After what seemed to be an eternity, (truth is it was just under a year) Randy was back in a place he adores dearly. He was once again in his beloved Kailua, a suburban Honolulu beach side bedroom community, that's blessed with a never ending summer, located on the Windward Side of Oahu, in the State of Hawaii. Randy has been back in the Lanikai Beach area...