The year was 1470. A young man was walking through the markets on the Ponte Vecchio. His Master had sent him to acquire some more painting supplies, though he often liked to explore the marketplace as he did so, to find things which interested him. "Good morning Leonardo," said the man on one of the market stalls. "How's Andrea doing?" "Quite well, thank y...
First, I started with her legs. As much as I wanted to start off with her breasts, I didn't have a problem working my way up. I planted small kisses on her left leg first then moved over to her right and followed the same process. I continued my path up to her knee and I even gave both of them a lick or two to gauge her reaction. She giggled. I rubbed my han...
This is the first chapter of a series I have been working on for some time. I'll tell you now that the first three chapters contain no serious sex, but all the back story for the later chapters that have a fair amount of sex. I would encourage you to read all the chapters if you want to understand why things are happening the way they are. I would love any f...
I found the lamp at the Goodwill store behind Radio Shack on Emerson Drive. It was buried under a pile of brass junk. The lamp was tarnished and had a green spout, but I thought it was worth the fifty cents. That afternoon, when I sat down on the sofa with a polishing cloth, the first vigorous rub across the lamp's belly produced a thin vapor. I swatted at...
Natalie Murphy was a rather reserved young woman. 21 years old, a shapely feminine jawline, plump lips, and sexy dark eyes, but given that she wore conservative clothing, little to no makeup, her hair in a ponytail, and had spent her high school and college years largely in the library, it meant that her social skills were a little lacking, and her romantic...
At Sophie's suggestion, Matt went home that evening. They didn't want to risk anyone suspecting that he had a genie, so they decided that he should probably keep away from her in public for a bit. Matt agreed, although he'd have much rather he didn't have to. Matt laid on his bed, nude, thinking about all that had happened recently. Many times in his life h...
Sorry guys Internet was down so I'm doing this through my phone. But I did get three more stories you'll love. =] I have heard the complaints about the confusion so I changed the main character's name. MP4 ***** A few hours earlier . . . "Master, we've found her," a secretary told her boss. "Are you positive it's her?" the Master growled. There had been...
Famke struggled along the beach. The going was tough as the fierce gusts of north-western wind blew sand into her face, the tiny grains stinging her skin and nearly blinding her. She was cold and her feet were sore from trudging across the dunes and the vast expanse of the beach, but she dared not go back yet. Her stepfather would expect her to come home wit...
Sophie woke up the next morning alone, which was something she'd long since decided she didn't like. She generally preferred to wake up cuddling with someone, whether it was Matt, Alexis, or someone else she'd commanded into bed with her. But this morning, she was alone. Matt was mad at her, she'd commanded Alexis to go back into her lamp, and she wasn't in...
The alarm clock roused Lindsay with its shrill whine, and a fast moving hand bashed the plastic box with more force than was probably wise. Muttering a muted curse at the fury of the inanimate, she groggily threw herself out of bed before the mild energy the alarm imparted faded back into the warm embrace of sleep. She stumbled to a standing position, and st...