Everything with Godwin felt like a dream. By the time she left work she had almost convinced herself that it had been a dream, at least the more... unusual parts of it. Godwin was an incubus? Preposterous. She laughed, suddenly sure that preposterous was exactly the word Godwin would have chosen. Instead of going home, she killed time in a coffee shop clo...
"Then I pick Truth or Dare," she said with a smile, thinking the others wouldn't go along with it. Dave smiled and shook his head. "I don't think so. It's not like we're teenagers... well except you." Shannon flipped him off. "I'm 20, thank you very much. And I think it would be fun. Get you uptight old fogies up and moving." They all just looked at each o...
One of my duties at the holiday camp was to check the units and cabins to make sure there were no maintenance problems. I'd do random checks each day after the units were cleaned and unit specific checks whenever one has been vacated. The daily checks were just to ensure that the cleaning staff were doing their job properly, thereby heading off customer comp...
The next morning I made a cup of tea with the kettle and things that had been left in the room. Lyn was asleep still. I showered and sat in an armchair across from her reading an old magazine I'd found by the bed. She stirred and sat up. 'There's a cup of tea there, not long made.' 'Thanks,' she said. 'Come over here..' I sat on the edge of the bed beside...
"A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure Ch. 06" is a continuation of "A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure" Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5. If you have not yet read those stories, I advise doing so before you start to read this story. This is an erotic fantasy. It is a work of fiction. Any characters or events related to real-life people or real-life events is uninten...
Thank you everyone for your patience. I worked long and hard on this chapter and had to change the ending a few times to get to what I wanted. Also thank you everyone who voted and made chapter three my highest rated chapter ever. Every voted truly meant a lot to me along with every favorite. And to all the new followers, welcome and I'm happy you decided to...
I finished feeding the cat and sank down onto the kitchen chair with a deep sigh. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, and tried to unwind, but I was still too keyed up. So I poured myself a glass of cheap Bordeaux, walked into the living room, put a blues CD into the stereo and sank onto the sofa. As days went, mine had been a bitch. Late to get up, l...
My name is Carla Brett. I'm a professor of Criminal Psychology at Carleton University in the great city of Ottawa, Ontario. A six-foot-one, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman. Curvy and voluptuous, sensual the way only a Celtic goddess can be. And I'm a sharp mind too. You'll soon discover why. A lot of people find my view of the world to be strange, ev...
My name is Carmen Jamila Brown and I'm a six-foot-four, broad-shouldered, somewhat thick but wonderfully put together and rather wholesome black woman athlete. I've got big tits, a thick body, wide hips and a huge, plump ass. I weigh exactly three hundred pounds. My face isn't the prettiest in the world but I still manage to get the sexiest of guys to notice...
Mikal chuckled low in his throat, running his hands lazily up the back of Amber Eye's well muscled, powerful legs, "Seems terribly rude to not do a simple thing that a guest asks, don't you think?" Despite his effort at humor, Mikal ached. He'd never actually gone to his knees but rather had ended up crouched, braced against the door with his back, the head...