“Great! I’ll pick you up Friday, then, seven o’clock. And dress sexy…remember, the whole point of this is to blow his socks off. I want this to be the best Christmas present ever!” Tracy grinned as she said goodbye to her best friend and hung up the phone. Only a few more arrangements to make, and all the elements of her plan for the perfect Christmas presen...
Mike and Carry spent every waking moment together after Alana's party. Mike really liked her; he hoped that this would last for a long time. Her body was perfect. Her 36b breasts were soft to the touch. Her legs were smooth and shapely. Her brain was as sharp as her body. And her heart was just as beautiful. Why hadn't he asked her out sooner? She was perfe...
Light filtered through the half-open blinds and bathed the room in the sun's dying rays. The room was filled with old hardwood furniture and the floors were oak and polished to a mirror shine. A large four-poster bed sat in the middle of the room, the posts reaching towards the ceiling above. The mattresses were thick and sumptuous, begging one to sink into...
I enter your tent the next night to find you brushing your beautiful hair. You have just bathed and smell of flowers. I step behind you and unwrap your body protected by towel. You look at me in the reflection of the mirror and smile at me; approvingly and knowingly. I bend down and kiss your head as a parent might to a child in adoration. I smell your hair...
It's terrifying. I don't think I've ever been this turned on. We've talked about threesomes before, but never in any serious way. There was always the thing about one of us getting jealous and it causing a huge rift between us. But, I pushed the issue, and you agreed. You agreed, but only if the first time could be with a man. What got my heart beating fast...
I am KU41, 18 years old. It's tattooed on my chest and buttocks, with the word next to it SLAVE. I am russian, so I apologize for my english. I fully understand I must testimony only the facts that happened during my slavery and life, for the services of the department of slavery sociology of the university of London. I wasn't born as a slave. I became one...
The day had started out pretty normal; Ariel went to work bright and early in the morning, got into fights with other employees over paper work they had done wrong, and she ended up locking the door to her office around 3 to get some peace and quiet. It was just like any other day. Finally 5 o'clock came around and Ariel started to pack up her briefcase and...
Author's note: warning, sarcasm ahead. Do not read if you are easily offended by stories that do not take themselves, or anything else, seriously. Written with the intent of getting as many Lit categories in one story as possible. — It was a brilliant day in Brilliantville, and Joe the Pirate sprawled out on his quilt, which happened to be made of various...
It was quite a long journey for my wife, from Bhatinda to Munich. I received her at the airport and we departed towards our apartment. I have not seen her for six months. I could feel her radiating mild heat sitting next to me in the taxi. She had traveled for 30 hours, with two children. I could understand the state of her stiff body and lack of sleepiness....
He glances in the rear view mirror to check his reflection again. The day is waning and dusky shadows are just starting to creep over the landscape. He smiles and sees his teeth flashing white in the mirror, keeping one eye on the road, he rumples his perfect hair, trying to adopt a bad boy image. It is not possible, his flawless face and smooth skin can nev...