Debra could still feel the sting of the slap Frank gave her ass on the way out. She could not believe how exhausted and satisfied she was. Yes, she thought, his cock is big, but it must be more than that. She felt as though she had run a marathon, To give one's self completely; to submit physically and more importantly, mentally, was a draining yet satisfyin...
Chapter 3 concluded: "Although she is now 34 Sally still enjoys an occasional session in front of the cameras but her story concludes, as far as we're concerned, with a favour for a young friend she met at a recent party." Chapter 4: The final chapter Ambar becomes a mother. It's now August 2014. Ambar, Veena (her mum) and Sally are in the Oxford hospita...
This is the second part of the story I began with House-Sitting With a Homosexual Part 1. Thank you to everyone who read the first part and wanted to read the rest of the story. Your patience is being rewarded, as the second part is almost entirely sex. If you haven't read the first part I would encourage you to do so before continuing so you can better unde...
CHAPTER 1 At last new widower Charlie Creek was left sole occupant of his home. His two daughters had returned respectively to Rome and Los Angeles to their families after coming for the funeral and had cleared the house of most of Beth's things but had left the photographs of her undisturbed. Now his only company where his thoughts. At least a half dozen...
Allison stood over a single cross which had been placed at the head of two large piles of dirt and stone. She wore a dress of light black and white cloth, her tears drier in her hazel eyes as they had been emptied of all emotion. She remained in a silent void of nothingness. They had been her only living relatives in this horrible world, this life which had...
Her father and her parted awkwardly as Keisha and Jesse laughed. He gathered up his clothes, Jesse nodded to him that he could leave and he walked away without a word. Jesse said she could leave too and she did. "It was good? Yo daddy's dick?" Keisha asked her later. Her smile was mean. Her cruelty clashed with her beauty. She stood around five feet and ten...
I've never had problems with the physical love Anne shared with her mother. There was no hint of a Mommy fixated daughter who just had to have her Mommy's physical love as confirmation of her maternal love. Nor have I seen any sign of an angst torn Mommy who wanted her daughter so much that it hurt but knew she shouldn't, but did anyway. As I saw it they w...
When Eleanor Martin took a last look in the mirror, a small yelp of amusement escaped her. The transformation was extraordinary. She looked younger than her 23 years. Eighteen at most. It was partly the hair – cut short by a gay Columbian with a shaven head at a cost that had made her gasp. But what the hell. The magazine had paid. They'd helped with the mak...
*Before... "Spencer you don't have to pay me now I got off like four times, that's never happened to me." "I do, we had a deal and you missed fares and tips." He actually smiled at me. "Okay but under protest." I stepped up and kissed him my first kiss with anyone ever and Steven kissed me back and it became really passionate. We actually kiss walked to...
PT. 5 FRENCH WHORES MAKE THE BEST WIVES (OUR USA VACATION, MEETING WITH PUBLISHER, JEAN'S TRYST WITH PRESIDENT JFK, OMISSIONS FROM THE WARREN REPORT, NEWLY RELEASED DOCUMENTS) FRENCH WHORES MAKE THE BEST WIVES INTRODUCTION {The teller of this tale, Gaspardo Del Tornet, talks of his life experiences. Gaspardo is a French citizen born in Aix-en-Provence o...