Hello everyone! I'm kind of stuck on Claire's Desperate Idea, so instead here's a little supernatural romance for the holiday. Hope you enjoy it! The second part is nearly written so there won't be a long wait. Happy holidays! Bea PS: I like to write things in parts and then edit together, so don't worry if it's a little rough. ***** The wind softly whi...
Chaos ruled over the platform, hundreds of people rushing past each other wheeling luggage and searching for their allotted carriages. High overhead, the intricate metalwork of the roof arched over the concourse, swirling with steam and smoke from the engines. Martin Johnson looked out over the scene from the grubby window of his control box, set high up o...
Chapter 1: The Transformation I live in a midwestern university town, and there are plenty of internationally renowned experts in this and that. When a famous artist Marcelo asked my wife Sierra to model for him, she asked me what I thought. She was asking for feedback, but I gave her permission. I wasn't comfortable with it, but the "man in charge" inside...
Sheila flipped down the passenger side visor mirror as her best friend Pamela swerved violently into a parking space at the crowded shopping mall, cutting off another driver who also wanted the space, and nearly smashing into the car on Sheila's side. 'Hey, watch it! You almost made me lose an ear," she yelped, readjusting the fake plastic elf ear which peak...
It all started with a kiss. Well, actually it all started many years before. We will get to that soon but first a little of my back story. My name is Allie, I met my husband Greg when I was a freshman and he was a sophomore at college. He invited me to a party and we have been together ever since. We have been married for eight years and have two young kids...
For decades, it sat in a jewelry box, unworn and untarnished, symbol of a romance long gone. The year was 1969, the month of April to be exact, when Diana Altmann gave Danny Kelby her high school ring. Both were in college and neither had much dating experience, much less had ever gone steady. Two months prior, they had met at a college mixer. The chemistr...
I grew up near to and went to university in Brighton on the South Coast of England. It's a 'hip and happening' city with lots going on, a vibrant night life and is often referred to as Britain's San Francisco. I had left at 22 when a job opportunity had me move to Coventry, the polar opposite of cities but the job was great, the pay even better and houses c...
The evening after our picnic threesome, Hazel and Sarah had recounted filthy stories. Now it was my turn. Hazel licked her lips lasciviously and smiled at us both. "Matt," Sarah continued, "go and get more wine, and then tell us a dirty story." I fetched another bottle, and we all settled down again. After this, I promised myself, I was going to strip nake...
The walk back to the campsite with Astrid was a tense one for Sarah. Flushed and a little unsteady from her orgasm, still tipsy from the wine at dinner, and her mind full of questions - How much did Astrid know? What would she do if she found out that Bill had also fucked her? Could she have tasted his cum on her pussy? Maybe ... but Sarah had washed herself...
Thanks so much for the feedback on my last submission! For this chapter, the POV will be Brodwyn's. Next chapters will be Xena's, where you'll get better descriptions of the characters. Keep in mind, until after Xena's point of view, the story is being told 2 months in the past from the beginning paragraph of the last story, which is about the ending of Febr...