* COMMERCIAL * The commercial faded in from black as Dove Cameron strutted into frame. Her breasts jiggled delightfully beneath her loose-fitting cami top; the garment's sheer white fabric doing little to halt the daring escape of her puffy pink nipples. Her scanty top was tucked into a pair of high-waisted denim shorts; the frayed hems barely extending pa...
My name is Hayley, and this is my first time ever writing erotica, so please be gentle with me! But please, please, PLEASE leave comments/constructive criticism!! This is the third chapter in a series, and I suggest that you read the first and second chapters; otherwise this may not make a ton of sense! Thank you so much for your wonderful comments; you're m...
© C.B. Summers 2011 * I prepared for battle on my unmade bed. I deployed howitzers and pillboxes on the pillow highlands, drove tanks and half-tracks from the rear lines near the footboard, into attack formation, and patiently placed every little plastic soldier in their positions on the battlefield. Some were formed up into skirmish lines behind the folds...
Author's Note: These are hard times for everyone but at least the enforced isolation gives me more time to write. Every cloud and all that. Here is the twelfth chapter of School of Futas. I hope you all enjoy it! School of Futas Ch.12 Jessica woke with two erect cocks. The bedsheet -- newly provided just yesterday for good behaviour, apparently -- h...
We are a married couple of ten years and this is the story of a break in the country we enjoyed with out our two boys, who are living it up with my parents. We in the meantime are seeking to live it up and revitalise our sex life, by behaving like naughty teenagers for a week. We have chosen to take our caravan to a remote farm that we know well in mid-Wales...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. * Gary Pollard finished his dinner at the posh steakhouse he had entered over an hour ago. He signaled the waiter and gave him his c...
REUNION Hansel Gingersnap stopped before the front door of Grandma Nyx's house. He looked around to make sure nobody could see him as pressed the doorbell . Ever since his sister Gretel disappeared, the onus of making these little check-in visits had fallen on his broad, albeit protesting, shoulders. But he liked to hide his activities at Grandma Nyx's hou...
This is a fictional account. Merry Christmas All! * Katie woke with a start and bolted up in bed. 'Where the hell am I?' she wondered in a bit of a panic. Bright sunshine streamed in the two windows made frosty looking from the snow and cold outside. It was warm and cozy inside and she was in a soft double bed with a nice thick comforter. She looked at her...
Author's Note: This is part 3 of "Goddess of Song". The story chronologically comes after the events of "Lost & Found", though you do not need to read that story to follow this one. I hope you guys are enjoying the story! **************** CHAPTER 5 **************** They arrived in Vancouver without incident. Jeanne was proud of herself when she...
(Hi everyone! First let me thank all of you who made the effort to provide comments and suggestions. Your feedback is truly appreciated! And, I'm sorry I took so long to get the next episode up and running. I just moved to a new city and started a new job so I've been extremely busy. As a matter of fact this chapter was written on my laptop while on a plane...