(I remember this series on re-runs when I lived in America. As always, I look forward to your feedback. Thank you for reading! Jamie) Samantha looked at herself in the mirror. She wasn't a bad looking 34-year old witch, better than average in fact. She had thick wavy blond hair, high cheekbones, large oval eyes, and an attractive mouth, which seemed to be s...
During the summer of 1987 I was 23 years old, serving with the British army in Germany, and I was going through a crisis. Looking back the crisis wasn't so severe. I was in the twilight zone of having a normal life one day, and a totally changed existence the next. I'd inherited a large sum of money. It was a sum large enough to mean that I didn't need to w...
DISCLAIMER: this story is a work of fiction and does not in any way reflect the actions or thoughts of Jessica Alba. It is written for the enjoyment of those who read erotic material and I do not make any money from writing it. I want to apologize for taking so long. I hope you guys enjoy the finished story and it makes up for the damn long time it took to...
Not every Christmas story is a happy one. This one certainly isn't. Also, it is more of a horror story than a sex-story, so if you are looking mainly for sex, you might be disappointed. I do hope though, you enjoy my story. I am not from an English-speaking country, and my story takes place in the surroundings I know, thus some of the cultural references mi...
Was nur schief gehen kann, ist heute auch schiefgegangen. Erst die Panne auf der Autobahn, dann waren die gebuchten Zimmer in ihrem Hotel bereits belegt, und schließlich hat sie irgendein Witzbold zu dieser Absteige in unmittelbarer Nähe der Reeperbahn geschickt, in der die Zimmer vermutlich stundenweise vermietet werden. Jenny, die hübsche blonde Klassenspr...
Unsere Tochter ist seit 2 Jahren, ihrem 18. Geburtstag, mit einem jungen Studenten eng befreundet. Da sein Studienort mehr als 200 Km von uns weg liegt, besuchen sie sich abwechselnd über das Wochenende. Wenn er bei uns ist. sehen wir beide kaum, da sie fast permanet im Bett sind. Vor 1 Woche überraschte Katja uns mit der Nachricht, sie wolle ein Kind. Alle...
The shotgun blast ripped through my chest... I flew back into the dirt with a thud, but fired off a shot into Doc Holliday just before I died... After a few minutes Doc helped me to my feet. We brushed off the dirt and posed for pictures. Some people spend their summers at the beach. I spent my summer getting shot and killed four times daily— five on weeke...
Author's Note: Sorry this part took so long to get finished, I've had numerous emails pleading with me not to end Katja story and where was the new part. Basically, I had a bad case of writer's block and I couldn't get it to gel. So, I ended up writing and rewriting till I got it to where I wanted it. It also introduces some new characters and situations th...
Making love to a virgin isn't easy. No one tells you these things. It's something you dream about, and when you imagine it, it's all velvety smoothness, warm apple pie, maybe a bit of giggling and awkwardness. But here's the reality: it's like trying to shove your cock into a clenched fist. No one tells you that part. But's let me say this: it's all worth it...
I take a deep breath, filled with campfire smoke and the earthy scent of Goblins. Around me the boys set up camp for the evening. Green men running to and fro to get everything settled before dusk. Looks like chaos to me, but in a surprisingly short amount of time it will be a little tent city. My men continue to surprise me in their industriousness and...