This is my newest story. Thanks to my editor AccentsNTattoos for her wisdom and editing. Without further ado, here is The arrangement. * Julianne Mills, the daughter of John and Marie Mills, wasn't the class valedictorian, nor was she the class clown. She was the average girl. She worked hard in school and earned decent grades. Once she graduated from high...
Note- Another chapter in the life of Ashlynn Brooke if she had chosen to be a CIA agent instead of a porn star. Featuring Ana Foxxx, currently the hottest black girl in the adult movie business. There were many words to describe the CIA agent Ashlynn Brooke. Beautiful, sexy, blonde, fit, supple and stacked. Her very cute face with the wide brown eyes and b...
The button was pressed... Amy Pond awoke, not with a start, but gently, as if awakening from a long nap. For a minute, she was groggy as the curtain of sleep fell away and the comfortable warmth around her cradled her still addled mind. It wasn't long, however, before she realized that something was terribly wrong. The room was unfamiliar. In her travels w...
{Author's note: Remember, it's just a fantasy} I awoke the next morning to Jan stirring, her leg still draped across me and her sloppy and well used pussy, practically glued to my leg. Still groggy, I reflected on the past evenings events, and soon felt a familiar stirring between my legs. What a crazy night – my wife enflamed with passion, or was it fueled...
What would make a person spend $20,000 on a week-long session with a pro-domme? Believe it or not, Mistress Emmanuelle, the Black Dominatrix who arrogantly charged the exorbitant fee, was booked solid for eight months in advance with her popularity growing by word of mouth alone. Charles Trenton was intrigued by the concept when he read about her on his favo...
Chapter 9 — Passing Through May 1974 April was giving way to May. Jim turned in his final project. He thought it came out well, and Professor Stark did, too. Final exams were looming. Jim knew that he was prepared and that meant that he would do well. His wrist was healed well enough to put him back on the Track Team. It didn't look good for a letter in...
I was an instructor at a tennis club, and for several weeks I had been noticing a mother bringing her son to the club for lessons from another instructor there. The son, an eight-year old, was a first rate young tennis player with lots of potential. Plus, he had will and stamina. His mother would bring him at noon two days a week when he had no school in the...
Let's start out with a joke this time, to evoke a light-hearted mood. The guy goes to the check-out counter of the supermarket with a salad for one, a pre-wrapped sandwich, and one can of soda. The cute young clerk eyes his purchase and says to him, "You're single?" The customer grins and nods his head. "You can tell by my meal, huh?" And the girl says,...
JUST ANOTHER SCHOOL DAY The morning alarm clock woke Bethany from an uneasy sleep. Thursday, another routine school day on which she begrudgingly made her way to the shower, still sleepy-eyed in her jammies. The spray of hot water helped arouse her. A once meticulous student, she had less and less tolerance to her studies, contemplating instead on black coc...
Hey everyone, Chapter 5 is here! Be sure to read the previous chapters beforehand. If you liked the story, feel free to leave me a comment or a rating. Thank you! ~~~~~~~~~~~ I woke up in Mike's bed, naked, his arm wrapped around me. I turned my head and saw that the alarm clock now read 7:52, giving us a grand total sleeping time of less than 2 hours. Th...