Chapter 3 2010 continued. We did make love two more times before we napped in each other's arms. We awoke about six o'clock and did our cookout. Anna and Abby each wore one of my t-shirts and nothing else. They took to flashing me their pussies and pulling the shirt tight across their excited breasts to tease me. I didn't keep my hands to myself to their d...
Chapter 3: Jessica Alba Feedback and suggestions wanted! Email me below. Standard Disclaimer: You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community, not be offended by the contents of it...blah blah, you know the rest. This story may be distributed freely, for commercial or non-commercial use, but PLEASE leave my email/name on i...
I've read the original "February Sucks" story and all the subsequent takes. I tip my hat to the original author as it was a great concept. However, I've found the original story and most of the others not totally believable. I can imagine a wife leaving her husband in a public manner like that. Doing it with a celebrity - maybe. But my biggest problem is tha...
"I'm sorry, Jim," she said, glancing down at her cell phone. "But it's Marcus and I've got to take his call. He might be calling to let me know if I got the part." Her patient husband sighed. Here they were out for a lovely dinner at one of the most exclusive L.A. restaurants, and once again a beautiful evening was going to be ruined. Jim had decided to mak...
The name is Steeves Saint Morris. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in the city of Bolton, Connecticut. I'm originally from the Island Nation of Haiti and I'm finding America to be quite a thrill and a challenge. However, it's a challenge which I am happy to brave. My parents, Notre Dame University of Haiti Mathematics professor Anne Claude Sai...
I'm the casting agent for a big Hollywood studio, stars are made when I cast a lead in a movie. But with so many options for to pick from, how do I know who I should pick. Well, when it comes to actress's they prove themselves worthy. I hear a knock on the door as I search the net for my next conquest's history. "Your next appointment is her," my a...
For those of you new to this world, I suggest starting with "One Way To Stay out of Jail" though it's not necessary. Enjoy all. Chapter 3: Staying with the Girlfriend Inna Petraro never believed her life could be so interesting. Her stepfather had been a low level Hollywood agent who had spent his life in entertainment law, and she had been an ever-presen...
Drake Eden looked down at the Carmen Electra lookalike who was working her mouth on his cock. She was what his personal assistant, Claudia bitingly called a "mattress"- model/actress/waitress. In this case, she was a 'flight attendant' for all the studio knew. Drake had noticed her at an industry party. She had been serving cocktails in a micro-mini skirt an...
Back on track now, hope to finish series by end of the year. Feedback and suggestions always welcome. * * Standard Disclaimer: You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community, not be offended by the contents of it...blah blah, you know the rest. This story may be distributed freely, for commercial or non-commercial use, bu...
I had just spent my first night at my new house in the Hollywood hills. The price tag was hefty, but the previous month I had signed a modeling contract with Versace which would keep my bank account loaded for years to come. While male modeling was not the career I had envisioned for myself as a child, when I grew up I was given a special gift in the form of...