Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Karlie Kloss, Selena Gomez, Cara Delevingne, Martha Hunt, Gigi Hadid, Lily Aldridge, Taylor Swift, or any celebrity for that matter. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * "How much do you love me?" Taylor asked nervously. "More than I could ever put into words." Karlie replied...
Mousy Wife in Slutty Dress at Biker Bar "Honey, you know how I have been trying to convince you to dress more, uh, provocatively when we go out?" asked Milton, gulping with nervousness as he addressed his wife, Sophie. "Um, yes. But you know I'm not that kind of woman, dear," said Sophie softly, looking down at her tea as she stirred it. "But you have suc...
Summer came around again, and the annual pool party was on, and I guess I must have made a banging good impression at the last one, because I was among the first to be invited to this one. I was guessing swimwear would be "optional" if it was anything like the party the previous summer was, so I had just thrown on a long cover-up, naked underneath and put m...
Aaralon was nervous; he was not only disobeying conventional wisdom by attempting a summons but he was flaunting the strict rules of the boarding school by doing so. He was twenty years old and had been in College of Light Shadow for the last fifteen of them, he couldn't really remember what his parents looked like and all that really seemed to matter about...
From an idea by my gorgeous friend Dee Debbie had gathered her three daughters for a small party to celebrate the third anniversary of the invasion of their home in South England by a gang of kidnappers led by Abbie. The four men had been quite surprised to discover that instead of four shrieking, screaming and crying victims, they faced a close knit grou...
This is a story of what happened on our holiday last year. My wife Kathy who still has a decent figure, although being of a slightly more mature age was just a normal everyday housewife until she went on a course for her job, and whilst at the hotel she was staying at got chatted up in the bar one night by a couple of men which ended up with her getting a g...
All participants in this story are 18 years old, except for the ones that are older. "Hello?" "Kwaz? Is that you, baby?" "Oh, uh . . . err, uh, hi Debbie. How are you? Wha-what can I d-do for you?" I asked. "Can we get together? I want to talk to you?" Debbie asked. "Well, uh . . . I, uh . . . I don't know Debbie, uh . . . " I mumbled. I figured that I...
Pt. III: Chez 69 When Allison woke up the phone was ringing insistently. She reached over to the night stand and dragged it onto the bed with her and picked up the receiver. "Yes?" "Made up your mind, Allison?" It was the raspy voice. At first, she couldn't focus on the meaning of the question. Then, suddenly, it all came rushing back into her. The whisk...
L’aéroport de Roissy était bondé en ce début d’été. Les vacanciers se bousculaient comme si leur vie dépendait de leur présence dans leur avion avant le départ de ce dernier. De temps en temps, une voix monocorde faisait une annonce dans un micro, dominant quelques instants le désordre ambiant. Des groupes se formaient et se séparaient. Les milliers de gens...
"C'mon, you'll have fun!" Rick said. My husband was trying to get me to go on a cruise on his friend's boat. "But I would be the only woman!" I argued. "That's why you will have fun." Rick pointed out. Rick wasn't fooling me, as I knew it was a plan to let his fiends screw me. Rick was one of those husbands who delight in watching guys fucking their wive...