These stories are written from my heart and are what I enjoy. These are all my fantasies. They are written for my enjoyment. If you like them let me know and if you don't, stop reading them. Please don't write just to correct my grammar. I always enjoy hearing from like minded individuals but obviously prefer to hear from women who allow themselves to become...
"Oh. My. God." Damn it. The one thing she had been trying to tell herself to avoid had just happened. "Dear Sweet Jesus—if I were paparazzi, you would so be in deep shit right now." Caden opened her eyes slowly, then closed them back at the blonde haired man looking down at her. "Go away, Collin," a deep voice rumbled before C.K. could say what she wanted...
Cady sat Indian style on one of the two leather chairs positioned in front of her agent's office door. The receptionist at the desk directly in front of her was peeking up over her half moon, horn-rimmed glasses with mild interest as she pretended to staple papers together. She felt like she was in a movie. No, not even a movie— she was having flashbacks....
Following her encounter with The Miz, Eve was a new person backstage at WWE events. She had a new outlook on men. She began to look at members of the male roster without any guilt. She constantly sized them up. The fortunate thing about working in a wrestling company was that its employees 80% of the time paraded around in tight underwear and shirtless. This...
Part IV: Birthday After-party All characters in this series are fictitious, as are the encounters between characters. The boarding school is at the high-school level, and all characters involved in the stories are over the age of 18. Part IV: Birthday After-party contains twins, deep-throating, and anal sex. *********************** Wednesday and Thursday...
"Boyfriend?" "Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!" The alarm clock went off at exactly six o'clock on Monday morning. Heather lay under the thick blue comforter and closed her eyes tightly. She contemplated hitting the snooze button, then realized that just made her a chicken. "Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!" "Oh God I wish I was dead," Heather thought as she pulled the co...
(FORBIDDEN) Somewhere under that giant blue quilt over there my boyfriend Gavin is curled up having innocent dreams. I can hear him whispering to himself. He often does that when hes sleeping. I sometimes wake up in the darkness to hear snatches of his confused conversation. I can never make out whole sentences. Just the occasional word. Its almost 4....
Stefan stood at the window looking out into the blackness of the night, the silver moon high in the sky. His cheek resting on the cold, glass pane. Lisa moved on the bed, slowly coming out of her faint. He didn't want to turn around. "What the hell are you?" Lisa whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "No! Don't answer that, I know what you are but you...
Author's Note: After a brief respite from my erotic writings, I am back with this work. It's a collection of fantasies compiled into one wild time on the East coast. Be aware that this is not textbook BDSM. Those into the hardcore S&M scene may find that my real-life take on the subject bends some of the rules a bit. Please send feedback and vote when finish...
“Why do the good girls always want the bad boys?” (No Doubt’s song BATHWATER by G. Stefani, T. Kanal, T. Dumont) Gracie curled up close to her fiancé Matthew. She watched as he slept and smiled. She was blissfully happy. She was about to turn 22 and Matthew was 25. They had met two years ago in a small restaurant where Gracie had been waitressing to pay he...