Copyright © 2001 Patrick, a.k.a. LrningDom, a.k.a. PoohBer621 All Rights Reserved * "Yes, my sweet Christy... you are indeed beautiful..." and oh how beautiful she was, kneeling there in front of the St. Andrew's Cross. The candlelight reflected off her auburn hair, and the bone-colored chemise that blended with her skin. Candlelight that flickered and da...
Copyright Sethp 2010 all rights reserved! (Thanks to Busty Jessica again for inspiring this story and thanks to Pennlady for her expert editing) * Megan awoke as the morning sun shone brightly through the window, and could smell the scent of sex everywhere in the room. The sheets were cum-stained and rumpled and beer bottles littered the room. What a nigh...
(Continued from "Busted 3: Donna the babysitter") Chapter 4: The Day after Donna The next morning it was, as it always seemed on our typical summer vacations at the coast. We woke up slowly. The morning was overcast and grey with the normal marine layer that would burn off by ten o'clock or so. I cranked up the coffee machine, and made myself a double sho...
(Continued from Busted 2) My mind was swirling and I felt the nervous feeling rising in my stomach. How much did Donna know? Surely since she saw my wife's video she must know everything. Had my wife shown her my X-Hamster profile? Had Donna read my posts and stories? Oh hell, this was overwhelming me! Fortunately I had the radio droning on in the backgro...
I may have her name and birth date but the driver's licence is otherwise useless. British Columbia is on the other side of the continent. Olivia King. Why don't you write it on a notebook already Jax? The drawings aren't any help either; kind of a shitty artist really, I hope she isn't considering making a career out of this. Gods, it's been three days sin...
"Mrs. Burns?" "May I come in?" I was always impressed by her: perfect hair, brown with blond hi-lights, stylish outfit, bright colors, a burnt-orange blouse with tan skirt, 3 inch heels. I could never believe she was Charlie's Mom, not seeming old enough to have a 24 year old son. I stood aside as she moved past me, into the foyer of our 2 bedroom apartm...
THE FOLLOWING STORY IS TRUE. ALL EVENTS AND BEHAVIOR ARE FAITHFUL ACCOUNTS OF PAST OCCURRENCES. NAMES HAVE BEEN ALTERED TO PROTECT MY POSTERIOR AND KEEP ME OUT OF COURT. WRITER'S LICENSE AND HUMBLE DISCRETION HAVE BEEN USED WHERE AND WHEN I FELT IT EXPEDIENT TO AVOID ADVERSITY OR TO ENHANCE EPISODIC INTERVALS. * * * * * Exiting the car I lifted my skirt to...
This is a slow, romantic build to eventual hot sex in later chapters, between two lovers who find each other. Character based the story is about people who care and want to give pleasure to each other, in all aspects of their lives. If you like romantic stories please enjoy, and please give feedback as the ending is not yet written! Just like in real life....
[NOTE: This piece is a snip, it may feel incomplete but it's intended to be a simple slice.] "I think we should try a blindfold tonight," he said without taking eyes from the television. "Why the fuck would we do that?" she answered, taking another cracker and a bite of cheese. "Something different. What could it hurt?" "It's a stupid idea." "I know....
1. Amy, her eyes cartoon blue, devil in a blue jogging suit blue, West palm white sky beach blue, a father who loved Churchill and George W., blue. Amy in her knee length skirt, adjusting herself in the mirror, while I squirmed in the moist bed, still sweaty from stank breath morning sex. Amy in her blue jogging shorts, stretching in front of the mirror, wh...