AUTHOR'S NOTE: For all who have been waiting a long time for this my apologies, my life got a bit busy. Fair warning for the inevitable horde of morons: This is a work of fiction. No, she is not my actual wife. For those who seem to confuse the Loving Wives section with Romance -- you might want to give this a skip (but if you want to read it anyway and get...
I continue eating until there's no more juice to drink. And even though her pussy has stopped squirting, she tastes just as good as Venezia and I can't stop. Roxie doesn't stop moaning and that makes Venezia have to pull my face out of Roxie herself. "Stop being such a greedy boy." "I told you her pussy is incredible," I answer groaning from wanting more....
Mark the Barbarian's vision was blurry, and his head swam with vertigo, but through the mental fog he could see that he was in a room; a dark room dimply lit by a shaded window and a dozen psychedelically colored lamps. No, not lamps. They were crystals. He was upright, and his arms were above his head, but when he tried to move he found that he was restrai...
My second experience with Hiliad Fildri was far from pleasurable. Oh, no. Not in the least. And it was no one's fault but my own. It had been almost two months since Master Daniel and I had been to Naluchra, yet the two vampires were constantly on my mind. Hiliad in one way while Liza was in another. We had talked about my experience once, and only once, th...
Authors note: I hope you're not too disappointed with the time it took to post this chapter. At the same time I want to thank you for your continued support by means of your comments- please note that the more feedback I get the more enthused I am to write. If any of you read my 'Tomb Raider: Rituals' story you may find that I wrote a character in this chapt...
**Read and Enjoy! Don't forget to leave a comment.** The steady rhythm of heavy breathing and flesh slamming into a sand-filled leather bag filled the air. Max was alone in the workout room, and he was in the center, working the heavy bag with a vengeance. Every punch was delivered with a look of concentrated fury, every kick landed with a grimace of hatred...
We retrieved our two kids from Ann's parents late Saturday morning and to their delight took them to McD's for lunch, and then dropped Patty off at a friend's birthday party. We took Meghan to the playground and then a store for a new toy to make up for the deprivations of not having been invited to the party for older kids. Late in the day I mowed the grass...
Chapter 8 - Sherry's Diary: Wilder Night Out Author's note: I've been working on this story for a looong time. The first part put to paper (yes, paper) was chapter two, which grew out of a real entry in my diary. Soon after, I began typing chapter one into an old laptop at a local coffee shop, enjoying the thrill of typing an explicit erotic story while sur...
Thank you all again for supporting my writing. I hope this part lives up to your expectations. ***** Carol sat astride his lap, reverse cow girl style, panting. Peter, still buried in her. Orgasms over, still thriving in the ecstasy of their lust. Peter relishing the feeling of his cock, deep inside her. His hands groping her firm but pliable breasts, pi...
The tropical paradise was all the more luxurious at the Tahitian resort. The miles of white sand beach against blue skies and water were a visual delight. The warm trade winds and the fragrance of plumeria made certain the rest of the senses were equally satisfied. As she strolled back to the resort along the beach, her trail by the waterline was the only e...