Just to be clear, this is a story about American football, not international football. Summer awoke to find it a cloudy, dreary day. No sense going to the beach on her day off. She might as well be productive. She decided to wash her clothes at the Laundromat then do chores around her apartment. There was no need for Summer to get dressed up so she went com...
Lacey is as cock-sure and aggressive as any regional vice president (RVP) in the company. We both signed on ten years ago and competed our way up the ranks to RVPs. She is at the helm in Denver, the company's fastest growing and most competitive region in the nation. She regularly boasts of their success and her leadership. It wouldn't be so tough to take if...
Here's the sequel to "The Ice, The Game, The Touch." Again, this is all made up and I have no idea what these players are like in real life. Happy Reading! M. ;) *** "I am not superstitious!" he hollered as he exited the locker room following the game. The door didn't swing shut before he heard the responding hoots of laughter from his teammates. Scowli...
Lauren was on cloud nine as she was awakened by a trail of kisses on her neck and down to her 40D breasts. Large white hands molded the caramel colored globes and Lauren smiled and licked her lips. Zach's lips then traveled over her navel and swirled the jewelry from her piercing with his tongue. His hands stayed on her breasts as he spread her legs with his...
Welcome one and all to the next chapter of "Is Love All or Nothing?"! I know the wait has been long and everyone is eager to see what I have written. Your patience will be well worth the wait, unlike waiting for the hidden scene in Spiderman Homecoming. As always thank you Tigersman for editing my work and making it look a whole lot better than my first dra...
I was sitting out in the sunroom, relaxing on a heated lounge chair with a mimosa, wearing only my favorite thick terry robe - its light pink fuzziness enveloping my nakedness. I'd opened a few windows, and the cool midday breeze drafted over my face and cleavage, contrasting sharply to the comfortable warmth I otherwise enjoyed. The only other sounds at the...
*Author's Note: Apologies for delay in getting this third chapter finished. My job keeps me pretty busy and writing takes a while! I appreciate anyone's patience who is still sticking with me through these chapters! Many more to come after this one.* **All characters in this story are 18 years old or older** ***** Dawn Phillips sipped the last of her morn...
Dear readers, I found with pretty_girl1996 a new editor. Great job, thank you. ***** Todd almost couldn't wait to drive to Kate's condo. Saturday just wasn't coming fast enough. He arrived ten minutes to noon at the underground car park and was happy her wheels were already there. He grabbed his overnight bag from the trunk and hurried to the elevator. Th...
She was hot like that. It seemed quite apparent the way she snaked her way across my body she definitely was going to get what she wanted. Not that I was ever stopping her; for me I looked at it like a dealer catering to the needs of the addicted, and no stint in sex rehab would ever convince her otherwise. She wore something simply easy to get into: a sum...
If I were yours, you'd know how much I love to play at performance and wanton display. That I like to recline against the headboard, like some lusty courtesan with you, my ardent admirer at the opposite end. You'd know how I open my soft thighs, shyly at first, then boldly as we warm to the game. Open my legs to reveal the pinkness of my flesh and with finge...