Authors Note: Although this story originally spawned from a simple dream, I am dedicating it to my wonderful Minx, who somehow manages to inspire me even when we are apart. Happy birthday, my muse. I love you. I also want to thank Serrabeth, whose feedback and support made the completion of this story possible. ***** "Finally, it's done!" I said aloud, r...
The next day after having sex in the hot tub, I wasn't sure what to expect. Tara was picked up for school like nothing had happened. I was expecting some kind of communication one way or another about the events of the previous night, but none came. I was really confused about my own feelings and was having a hard time figuring out how Felicia felt. Did I pu...
Chapter One A year later... Tamara and Zeb were in the basement of his house, uncovering their new pool table, when he suggested a wedding plan to her. "Would you be uncomfortable with Mateo being a groomsman?" "No, but I thought you didn't like him." "I never said I didn't like him, plus I need a groomsman to walk with Quinn, so I thought it would be a...
As usual I own a huge thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for helping with this. Hopefully this part does not drag too much. I know where I want this story to go, but I'm still not sure how I am going to get there. Like the other woman based stories this one is a bit of a stretch for me ( since I'm not a woman ).I wasn't sure if this belonged in EC or Lesbi...
H.M., Thank you for your quick and useful replies. ***** I woke up with a splitting headache, and an urgent need to pee. But one look to my side, and I knew it could wait a little longer. Anita looked irresistibly lovely; her hair a mess, mouth partly opened, dribble forming a wet spot on the pillow. The bed cover, pulled up to her neck, rose and fell with...
I'm in . . . ecstasy. In my semiconscious reality, strong hands maul my eager flesh, lips suck my oversensitive skin, warm breath fans my face, caressing my parted lips . . . and a demanding cock continues to thrust into my well-fucked pussy. A tongue seeks entry into my mouth and I accept it, allowing it to explore my teeth, my tongue, and the roof of my...
This is a fictional account. Merry Christmas All! * Katie woke with a start and bolted up in bed. 'Where the hell am I?' she wondered in a bit of a panic. Bright sunshine streamed in the two windows made frosty looking from the snow and cold outside. It was warm and cozy inside and she was in a soft double bed with a nice thick comforter. She looked at her...
As Abby pulled into her driveway, she saw Morgan's car. 'That's a nice site to see! Allen's a great brother but I need female ears and advice, not Vince's good friend.' Abby entered the front door as Morgan was coming down the stairs. "Let's be quiet, I just put the twins to bed. You can leave your stuff by the door. I've got some wine, cheese and cracke...
'I think I've been assaulted,' was all she said. I glanced at Kate, my wife, who was frowning at our visitor, Sharon, from next door. 'Assaulted?' I queried, putting on my professional voice. 'Yes,' she glanced at the carpet, adding, 'sexually.' I looked away. The only way anyone was ever likely to assault the daughter of our next door neighbour, was sex...
"Don't ya think that skirt's a little too short?" Jack Reynolds exclaimed, knocking Megan's feet off her desk. "Why? I've got the legs for it!" Megan snapped back. "Nobody else is objecting!" "That's cause they know it won't do any good to say anything." Jack responded, taking a seat across from her desk. Jack Reynolds was the founder and president of his...