The story is set in the south of France. Part I has already been published on this site as "Vineyard Adventures". My father and I were turning bottles of wine in their racks in the vineyard's cellar. He said to me, "I'm glad Martine is becoming more at ease around you, Pierre." I glanced at him, wondering if there was any hidden meaning in his statement,...
Hi, Happy New Year to all the readers. This is the next installment of my new series. Needless to say, as all of my stories, all the characters are above eighteen and the story is purely fictitious. I have enjoyed writing the story and i hope you will enjoy reading it. And please provide feedback, which is like air for us authors. Thank you. ***** Lavi sat...
Julian knocked on the door of his friend's study. He had arrived only two hours before in the city, and had done some shopping before he came here. Samuel, his friend's butler, had greeted him, taken his things, and set him up in a guest room. And now he was finally at his friend's study door. The door opened, and there stood his old friend James Roenall....
"Bless me father, for I have sinned." Young Tina McGregor recited from memory. "My last confession was three weeks ago." "My God!" She couldn't help but think. "Only three weeks?" so much had happened and now she would have to confess it all or face eternal damnation! Father John Flanagan always looked forward to hearing little Tina's confession. Oh sure.....
Mary Annabelle Smith is a nice normal girl. She is 27, 5'8", 160lbs, 33B and a firm butt, short curly red hair, green eyes, with a beautiful face and smile. Mary is a nice girl and loves to volunteer at the hospital and other community outreach. Mary was, all and all, the perfect innocent girl. However, Mary has a secret. A dirty secret. She loves having di...
Title: Lisa's Evolution Part I: The Depths Author: Jack Riley ___________________ Lisa and her slightly older sister, Barbara, moved to my smallish town when was in high T. A. Bradlock High School, where they would also attend. I soon became friends with both them and their very cool parents. In fact, in no time, I felt like a member of their extended fam...
Cigarette trails guided my way to the beginning and end of the line. As it is, every weekend, young lovelies streamed out the door onto damp cobblestone path, slowly swaying hips and thrusting pelvises to the beat of the inner sanctum. People on the verge; sexed up and ready for anything. It was dark, the path being lit by a simple neon sign, Club One. I had...
(This is a series called Story of YOU, by me. Nothing to do with the amazing Sandman comic series book. Neil Gaiman, please forgive me for using the same word. I'm just a pervert who writes senseless smut.) *** ...Another rainy day. Dark clouds are already over you. You took refuge in the woods, the rain battering the leaves of endless forests. You keep r...
Anita examined her naked body in the mirrors that formed the four walls of the L.A. hotel bathroom. She liked what she saw. Her body shape was perfect—thin waist, broad hips and superlative busts. She needed just six more inches in height to measure up to Venus de Milo in all ways except the face. Anita's face, even in her estimation, needed major alteration...
Evan arrived at college like most other 19 year olds -- amazed and ready to enjoy his newly discovered freedom. And ready to enjoy life surrounded by fifteen thousand twenty year-old women. From the first day he and his roommate sat in the dining hall surrounded by girls of all colors, shapes and sizes, wearing tight clothes and little clothes, he taught 'F...