Be advised this story is intentionally rife with POV shifts, misdirected adjectives, and other wanton misuse of literary convention. Please turn back now if such fripperiness gets on your nerves. Thanks. : ) L8. * The Adventures of Lionel & Sondra chapter one -- watching TV "Television? But you never watch television. And you know I don't either."...
My name is Amy; my husband's name at the start of this story was Alan; our histories since birth and details about our appearances are unimportant. All that is relevant is that at the start of this story we'd been married five years, as far as I'm concerned our marriage was between good and very good, I'm between and eight and a nine on the female hotness sc...
Parent's Night is a routine event at the start of each school year. The evening involved an introduction and overview of the school by the principal. Then, parents visit the classroom to meet their child's teacher. It is billed as an opportunity to discuss educational issues and curriculum plans. However, at the elementary level, it is mostly a chance for th...
The following is a story I wrote in collaboration with a good friend of mine, Logirl. She and I worked on this story on and off for about a year. We have since lost contact but she told me while we worked on this that she wanted me to publish it under my name. This I have done, but I fully intend to give her the credit that she deserves for all that she adde...
(Tease, busty, nipples, tits, breasts, first time) This is a tribute to the beauty of big breasts. Please send comments if you wish me to continue. Enjoy. ***** So, the next night Becky again returned. This time she was dressed in a light sundress. It was still so very hot that summer and this was something one could just throw on over themselves after, s...
Cody Cross breathed deep as he stepped out of his apartment building into the night air. God, possibly the best thing about this holiday was the smell. The city in winter normally just smelled like dirty snow, air pollution, and urine, but today it was different. His superhuman sense of smell picked up the aroma of flowers, of perfume and cologne, of warming...
Something different. I would like to thank destodes777 for his useful comments and corrections which greatly improved this story. All remaining mistakes are because of my stubbornness... As always, comments are appreciated (even critical ones; insulting ones not so much, though...) and I will try to react on them where applicable. All names, characters, s...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the persons, wrestlers, events, promotions etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence....
I recalled that, when faced with a similar advance upon her person, my mother had given cries of encouragement to her partner, and I tried a few of these to see if they would stimulate my feelings. They did not. However, I had only to gasp "Come on stud!" and "You're the best, baby!" to hear Grope utter a shrill wail, and to feel him thrust his small stick f...
My 2nd effort at writing - Christie (Fiction) The storeroom. I was standing in the doorway trying to get some cool breeze, some respite from the heatwave when I heard "that car" approaching. It must have still been a few blocks away but in the stillness of this heat the sound travelled so clearly. I knew the car, I knew it was him and my nipples instan...