It was time to do a little Christmas shopping. Exams were finally over, I had a Christmas party to go to later in the day, and I was finally in the Christmas spirit. When a friend offered me a ride to the mall I jumped at it. I was dressed in my Christmas best, a tight white turtleneck that showed off my growing boobs nicely, a Christmas red (or slut red, d...
A note to the reader. In the first chapter of "Comfort the Widow," Anisé and I met in Seattle at a business conference. The next thing you know we're driving her mint condition 1956 Cadillac Coupe de Ville to dinner (and then her place), and horsing around. She unzipped my pants and liberated my cock, casually stroking it. I put my arm around her and dipped...
"Stop. Apologizing." She could barely get the words out, with her lungs working at full capacity, breathing so heavily that she thought her heart might explode. She can feel his tongue flickering, as he whispers, "I'm so sorry," again and again against her thighs. It's the most delicate tickle in the entire world, and she's drawn back to how this all began....
They were only twelve men, but they rode through the Shadowlands as though they led an army. If they had led an army, it would have gone much the worse for them; the hordes of the Shadowlands that were in thrall to the dark god Kauroth bred ceaselessly in the dark realms beyond the power of Istan, Lord of Light. The nightlings and sunbanes and shadowmancers...
Sex had become boring--very boring. Not that it wasn't good. It fit the old question, "How was the worst orgasm you ever had?" The answer, of course, is: "Fabulous!" I always had an orgasm and, most of the time that I could tell, so did my girlfriend. She even seemed to get off giving me a blow job and swallowing my cum, especially when we are doing "...
In hindsight I shoulda finished chapter 3 with this, oh well. Sorry to have kept everyone waiting. ***** The two waltzed through the illusion of an elegant ball; a tuxedo projected over Colin's street clothes and a tight, 'real' dress emphasising Alecia's slender form. Hearing her innuendo, the events leading up to the two face to face at this moment flas...
I was that one for you wasn't I? The one naked with me, rolling in the sheets after a wanton night of passion, and exhausted. I felt you touching me, asking me for the same as the night before, and then feeling put off as I say "Not now ... I gotta take a piss. " ... And that vulnerability leaves me open to your seduction. As I stand emptying my bladder I...
Anybody not 18 please leave, anybody who finds this story upsetting please leave, and anybody who thinks I'm going to hell for writing this please leave have any comments please e-mail me. All flames will be laughed at so please keep those to a bare minimum Preface 667 small village in the Virginia Colony Samuel Priest is a demon hunter. Good, bad it di...
"The prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off" Jean Cocteau There's no doubt about it. Playfulness and a sense of adventure in the bedroom are very attractive traits. Dressing up in sexy lingerie and bedroom wear is an opportunity for a woman to be playful, to feel very beautiful, to explore the power of desire and of being desired. It's a chance to play...
This is a departure for me but I hope you enjoy the story. It is based on a woman I knew years ago and I wish I could have traveled with her. ************************* Helen Mason was not beautiful, was not pretty. While she had more than a passable figure, slim, deceptively big busted with long curvaceous legs and rounded hips, her face while not ugly was...