In this story, for the first time I have mixed fictional with real life characters, the ever popular Rosie Webster and a TV personality. Hope you enjoy. Hi, Rosie Webster her again with another red hot story from Wetherfield. Jason had just about recovered from his birthday present, me and three of his ex's giving him the afternoon of his life in a Manc...
After that I was nervous to do anything in my room or bathroom with the cameras constantly watching me. I took to doing my thing in the lounge when everyone was out, or in the pool, or in my brothers' room which was obviously the safest place. I did however make a point of parading my naked body for the cameras when I was dressing or bathing – I didn't want...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. James came by the next night, and we spent the week-end fucking, sucking and talking. He...
Hank led Anastasia into the house and straight to a room that contains many things that are familiar and yet unfamiliar to Anastasia. There is what looks like a doctor's examination table only lower with stirrups in the center of the room. There is what appears to be an IV stand next to it. There is also something that looks like a traction handle above the...
Tom and Mary were an average suburban couple in their mid thirties. With Tom's birthday coming up, Mary wanted to plan something special. As she thought about it, she smiled inwardly thinking that to her husband, the word "special" meant "sexual." She promptly concluded her focus should be on giving him a great sexual experience. She knew he was obsessed wit...
Dullichan: from Celtic Mythology; a headless black rider, death follows where he stops That tongue swirling around her swollen clit was nothing short of heaven itself. As it twirled round and round so did her thoughts spin round and round cycling from pleasure to passion to pleasure again in Caitlin's expanding consciousness. She lay there breathing heavy,...
A pretty young woman stands at the door to an apartment dressed in a short black leather skirt, a tight red sweater that barely covers her ample busom, and black thigh high boots. She knocks on the door with slight trepidation and, after three knocks, a woman swings open the door dressed in a black silk nightie that hugs her every curve, and a robe tied fli...
"Is this seat taken?" I asked, stopping by the empty seat near the back of the bus. I didn't think it was but it couldn't hurt to ask. The guy who sat by the window looked up at me and barely nodded. This being New York, I took that as an OK, slid my carry-on bag into the overhead compartment and settled into the aisle seat next to him. He seemed like the ty...
They had been waiting for just this kind of opportunity. Terri and Jason had met each other just a few months before, thanks to a personal ad site on the Web. Unfortunately, both were married—and not to each other. So far, their only encounters had consisted of discreet, stolen moments in secluded restaurant booths and other public places. But this weekend,...
A/N: Here is something I've tried to write for a while now, and finally succeeded. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it. Also, English is not my main language, so if there are typos or mistakes, I apologize. Tales of Cera will be a series of stories that happen in the same world, but each story will focus on different people and even different...