After everyone had their fill of the snacks, Bob and Rose picked up all the dirty plates and utensils and carried them into the kitchen. They were all still naked, but it was quickly becoming less and less awkward. Bob started scraping off all the scraps into the garbage as Rose washed up the few dishes. Most everything had been disposable. She smiled loving...
Hey all! Annabelle here with Chapter 4! Thank you all so much for your comments and ratings, it's really inspired me to keep going with this story. I hope you like this chapter as much as the last, don't forget to rate and comment, I love reading them! Romancing the Stone Mike yawned, the morning light through the white curtains casting a blissful glow...
About a dozen cars parked along the beach road. White sand dunes stretched in a long row, like large breasts on women sleeping next to each other on their backs, shielding the view of the turquoise ocean. The day was warm and the sky devoid of clouds. No wind blew across the calm waters as they gently lapped against the shore. A pale skinned woman wearing on...
Author's Note: This story was edited by Tim413413. His work was embarrassingly difficult. I actually think he spent more time on this than I did. Thank you sir! ***** Sandra woke to the wonderful smell of coffee. She moved slowly before she realized she was alone in bed. The memories from last night flooded back and, judging by the brightness of the Sun br...
A Loving Night in the Desert We had made it out of the Xtrax building without being discovered by the Russians, but I was still shaking. Scott drove quickly, but I couldn't tell what direction we were going in. I put my head between my knees and tried to pull myself together. My jumpsuit and underwear were completely soaked with sweat. Stinky, nasty adrenal...
*********************** Copyright Oggbashan July 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *********************** I was in Julie's...
this is the story of how lost my virginity and began my journey to be the goddess I am today! I have always known, even as a small child, that I was unlike other boys. I started stealing my sister's clothing at the age of the eight. My parents caught me numerous times dressed as a girl, always telling me it was wrong and trying to discipline me. I enjoyed w...
I nodded and returned her grin, and then stood up and helped her sit up. She looked down at him with a snort and then reached down and slipped the rubber off, holding it up with a smile, and repeating: "the proof of your pleasure." I nodded, and almost expected her to do what my sister had done, but she didn't, only swung it a little with a smirk, and then...
They call me Al-Asi but that is not my real name it, however, reflects who I am better than my real name. For me, the name is a testament that it's possible to defy the place you are born into. I'm not an educated girl, I can barely read and write, but I'm a poet and narrator, because I know how to tell a story. The name gives a clue to my origins; I'm from...
I had been visiting Madam Lisa for about 4 months, generally every second weekend in the month. Madam Lisa was an excellent practitioner of the art of female domination, and had several slaves who she saw on a fairly regular basis. She didn't charge for her services, her reward came in the total subjugation of the male animal, and in this respect she was ver...