Posing for naked photos hasn't been my life-long ambition, actually early on, I would have said no way, no how, but things change and attitudes change and well sometimes a person ends up doing things they didn't intend to do. Let me start off by saying this is a response to a story my husband wrote and posted earlier about how I posed naked for one of his f...
October 31, 1997 (when I started writing this story) I've had this one around awhile, and have two more chapters (unfinished). Got a little wordy in places, but still plenty of sex. Let me know what you think. Henhouse part 1 Hi, my name is Mike, I own a large house near a sizable Liberal Arts College. My wife, Mary, and I bought it about six years ago, w...
She dreamt of the ocean: impossibly wide, warm and placid. She floated along its surface — sea, sky and sun were the whole world. The gentle susurrations of the swells calmed her, rocked her, rejuvenated her. The elements were her dream's symbols for the peace and contentment that filled her. Consciousness found her at 7:05. She woke, slid silently out of...
Author's Note: Okay, let's get back into this for reals this time. Warning: The following chapter is rated a sexy R and contains boobs, tits, forbidden fruit, lusty stares, venus envy, handsome ladies, sexy dudes, cheerleaders, stripping, job swaps, crossdressing, makeup, motivational speeches, body swaps, more boobs, jealous friends, amateur pole dancing,...
Hey all, Thanks for all the comments and ratings on the last chapter, and I hope you enjoy this one. The penultimate part of Dan and Rose's story! — — — Rose The hum of the Anti-grav engines drop to near silence as the hover car comes to a stop, and the sound of rain pounding against metal seems to grow ten times louder in the dark, stuffy boot. I str...
Author's Note: Thanks to kendo and rgraham for helping with editing on this story. I hope you enjoy the introduction to a rare breed of vampiress. Thanks and as always I look forward to comments and suggestions. Have fun. ~ Red * Keegan listened to his slave Lawler, his anger growing as he heard him tell of the women and the village they were slowly draini...
AUTHOR'S NOTE Here's Part 2. If it took too long, I'm sorry. For those of you who commented on Part 1--or even bothered reading it, for that matter--thank you. It should go without saying that if you haven't read Part 1, you should do so now. Again, any and all comments are most appreciated. NINE The next morning at seven found me at Uncle Jack's doorst...
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Forward My name is Tulip Mee. Or, rather, Tulipa Clusiana Mee. It means Lady Tulip. I was named after a flower because my mother likes flowers. Or so they tell me. My girlfriend, parents, older brother and three sisters all call me Tulip. So, I guess it really is my name. I don't remember. The only other person in the world whom I love just calls me Chil...
There is a scene that briefly describes a brutal killing at the second break mark. For those who don't like to read about such things, skip to the next break mark. There are also scenes where children are discovered to have been murdered; the reason why may also be disturbing. Thanks to my reader, gyfurune, who helps catch the errors. Any mistakes that slip...