This story was written with Amanda_Marais who died tragically in a car accident recently. She and I decided to write a duo story with one of my Nymphs and her Jinx character. This is dedicated to her memory I have edited it but tried to leave her warm interesting character in it. She was a warm loving young lady and touched many people. 'I love to fuck and...
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Chapter I: GETTING THERE Waking up when it is still dark is not my idea of a great way to start a vacation, but we had to be at the airport by eight in the morning, an it would take an hour to drive there. My idea of how to wake up, however, was being fulfilled. The sheet covering me had been thrown back and I could feel a moist tongue brushing against the...
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Alana Fowler, a single 26-year old baker/dessert eatery owner, was in her apartment in midtown Atlanta, thinking up ideas for cakes for her bakery/dessert eatery called Sinfully Sweet & Decadent. Her bakery has cupcakes, layer cakes, cookies, cinnamon rolls, and other desserts so rich that would make even a hardcore aerobic addict want to cheat on their diet...
Waking up the next day it took Honey a while to realise where she was. Sitting up and finding she was on the sofa, memories of the previous evening poured into her mind putting a broad smile on her face. Something on the floor beside her caught her eye and when her blurry eyes cleared saw it was a piece of paper. Picking it up she found it was a note left f...
"You will wear the blue skirt!" she tells me, reaching to pull it out of the closet. I am already wearing the corset; black satin, laced, long suspenders linked on to sheer black stockings. Fishnet, she says, is tacky. Personally I think the whole suspenders-and-stockings thing is tacky, and much prefer bare flesh, but then, it's not for me to decide. I am...
Event: Judo The sound coming from the other side of the door was unmistakable. Snoopy smiled in recognition of creaking floorboards, hushed giggles, moans and the strained voice of Dirtylover, the one man coaching/training/sparring staff behind the unexpected success of Honey in the Lit-Olympics judo tournament. SnoopDog knew he had to keep quiet on his s...
Authors note: Thank you once again to my copy editor LaRascasse who assures me my grammar and spelling mishaps are improving. I hope you enjoy this chapter, especially a frequent reader whose feedback makes me smile when she reminds me I need to catch up with stories. Thank you Mayness for your gentle nudges, I truly appreciate them. * Honey lay in bed, f...
The smell of freshly baked bread filled the house as Carlos and Vin walked inside. They followed the scent to the kitchen where Petra was pulling out a loaf from the oven. She looked up at them and smiled. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she wore a pink cotton tank top and a very short denim skirt. "Welcome back," she told them, "Did you have fun...