This is a story of an alternate reality where there is a branch of Christianity that has rejected the dogma normally associated with sex. Posted 16 Oct 07 -- Revised June 09 Chapter 3: Marcia Learns Why Something went off inside of Marcia as nothing had ever before. Like waving a red flag in front of a bull, or throwing raw meat in front of a junkyard dog...
Notes from the author: Hi again everyone. To my own surprise, I managed to squeeze a little extra idea from my youthful memories for a story. It's a Lady and the Tramp type of romance with a glider championship in the background. Fair warning to all: this story has A LOT of background material... I hope it's not too much and that you will all still enjoy you...
Chapter Eight Ginger Olsen was a mixture of the cute girl next door and a very high-end escort all rolled up in one beautiful and enticing package, Carson thought, as he stood across the hotel lobby waiting for her to finish checking in. She was five-eleven, muscular, graceful, had naturally radiant copper-colored hair, sparkling blue eyes, and was full of...
Summary: Couple live out bisexual fantasies with dominant BLACK teens. Note 1: This story is dedicated to TheOriginalAnonymous who suggested the idea and was a sounding board as this lengthy tale developed. Note 2: Thanks to MAB7991, LeAnn and TheOriginalAnonymous for their editing. Note 3: EROTIC MOVIE SCENES WATCHED ARE IN BOLD ITALICS; flashbacks and d...
Prologue "Shit. Feels so fuckin' good." "Please, please, please. Harder," the little redhead begged. We started pounding harder. "Oh, God. Yes," she squealed. "Fuck, man. I can feel you," I gasped. "Yeah. Jesus. Fucking close," Raine gritted out. I looked at his enraptured face and my balls tightened painfully. Shit. His dark eyes were hooded, his teeth...
"Oh, damn, babe, that is so hot," Brad panted, his eyes fixed to the big-screen HDTV in their den. One arm was around his beautiful, nude wife, Cheryl, and his other hand was slowly stroking his erect cock. "Mmmmm, it does look inviting," Cheryl said breathily, tugging on one nipple as she lazily traced wet circles around her clit. They were seated on thei...
John stirred from a dreamless but very restful sleep, then stretched carefully so that he wouldn't disturb the blonde and brunette snuggled up against him. Alyssa and Calara murmured in their sleep, then wriggled in closer, feeling soft, warm, and quite delicious where they'd draped themselves over his body. He wrapped his arms around them, enjoying the feel...
Chloe Burrell, Ph.D., was acutely aware of the irony of her situation. At 34, single (divorced after two years of marriage to the guy she'd lived with for three years before that), and attractive enough to be dating frequently, she was without a boyfriend, dateless for six weeks running, AND she was a "sex researcher" at a large Midwestern university. How u...
(These words are but the vacuous exposition of mind yet untorn. There exists within it neither an intent to remonstrate nor demonstrate any person living or dead. Let these grains of time pass without offense. They would wish it on none. Not a fap on the first page story.) The Book of Rai: Sons of Heather Pt. 2 ***** "You would bring War to this Villag...
(Author's note - This is a 90% non-erotic story. The only erotic scene has been submitted separately as the short story "alone at last".) It was April. It was raining. It was hardly a surprise. The weekend had started well: boy had met girl and the Friday night alchemy that turns alcohol into meaningless sex had just begun when the spell, or rather a Budw...