I hate spiders but find webbing erotic. I've been wanting to do a hutt story, but didn't want to deal with Star Wars mythology. Somehow, those two things ended up in the same story. I hope you enjoy. Comments are welcome and encouraged, I love to hear from my readers! ****************************************************************************** Minami...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Slash, Incest, Angst, Graphic Sex, First Time Rating: FRAO // Indicates thoughts { } indicates Bo's pov After what Sherry had told Bo, I wasn't going to take the chance of anybody else trying something similar. I had some ideas about what we could do about Sh...
I close my eyes; open my legs and slowly run my hands up the inside of my thighs under my short blue satin slip. I continue with just my middle finger inside of my thigh... high up... and I get a chill as I reach a certain place. It's like I have my own private G-spot high on my inner thigh. I have lain awake many nights lightly touching myself there. I...
*Author's Note: This story contains subject matter that includes extramarital sex. If this topic offends you, please do not read this story.* * Otherwise immersed in worlds beyond my own, the soft rustling near my table prompted me to look up – however solemnly – from the worn pages of my tattered novel. I first noticed the empty, pitch-black night that su...
Natasha sat down on the barstool and started watching the couples glide across the dance floor. Her body begins to sway to the beat of the music as she remembers a romantic moment from her past. One where she was locked in an embrace with the man whom she thought loved her. They were waltzing around the room. She closed her eyes and laid her head lovingly ag...
Chapter 3 A few minutes later we were back at the car and I put the wicker basket away. Still glowing from our highly arousing sexual experience, fucking like rabbits amongst the rabbits so to speak. The ground felt so soft under my naked body as he rolled me off him onto the damp grass, near the blanket, pushing his cock deep back inside me, my voice echoi...
Penny was more likely to be called 'cute' than 'hot', but that was certainly no insult. She had an energetic smile and a delightful laugh. Her big green eyes lit up her face, and her brown hair was usually tied in pigtails. She was of average height and just a tad overweight, but a lot of that came from the shapely pair of D-cups ornamenting her chest. Her a...
This is the third instalment in the ongoing adventures of Anne-Marie, who, at the time of this adventure was 19, a trainee physiotherapist living alone in her family home in an English Midlands city. Her parents and older brother had all left within the last month to work on the continent. There is no incest in this episode, but, as recorded in the "Siblin...
"You guys like the smell of salt air too?" "I do, but Mary is from Kansas City, so this is new to her." "Hi Mary. I'm Peter. And you're —" looking at the first girl. "Linda. I'm from Chicago." The student cruise around the world was sailing by the Statue of Liberty. Less than an hour into the four-month trip, I was trolling for a girl. The "Welcome Aboar...
It was just a whisper in my mind, but I heard it. The voice was a girl's; faint, insistent and erotic. I shook my head to clear it; I must have imagined the words—strange words. "Free me, Emerson, and you shall have me." My name is Emerson L. Palmer. Any guesses which rock group my parents were big fans of at one time? Still are actually! I am a student a...