This story has the following content: M+/F, Intr, Slut Wife, Size, Exh, Brothel, Orgy, SM, and is Pre-Viral. * In late spring, the canals, the many little bridges that ribbed each canal into the distance, and all the walkways leading to and from were framed with blooming trees and flowers, a scene that deserved to have been painted by one of the classic p...
To anyone who finds this... My name is Donnie ——————- , at the time I am writing this I'm — years old, I'm an engineering student from the town of ——— in Connecticut. I'm writing this in hopes that someone out there will know my story... or at least go and clear my internet browser history before my folks see it. I'm serious about the last part. About 3 ye...
Malti Babbar stretched her body and glanced towards the screaming alarm clock, 5.30 AM it's time to get up, lazily she reached for it and punched the stop button. The early morning sun was pouring in through the window and she slowly slipped out of the bed. Without disturbing her sleeping husband, she quickly freshened up and before six o'clock she was out o...
Author's note: This story is fictitious and is a product of the writer's imagination. The characters and situations are strictly for the reader's enjoyment and bare no resemblance to actual events or facts. * Twinges of fear crawl around behind Rikki Lovette's breasts. She nervously drums her fingers on the rented Fiat's steering wheel. Out the side window...
The rain came down hard that morning when Danny, Natasha and Cammy drove into the city. They left at six am to be sure they could beat Kara to the hotel first. The three of them wore dark hooded sweatshirts over jeans, trying to select the most inconspicuous of clothing to wear. Danny was grateful they didn't have hair long enough to tie back like Natasha an...
I would like to thank my friend Angela for her help in co-writing this story. It was her idea for the plot as well as l lot of the story line. Except for her beauty, especially her eyes and lips, there are no other similarities in this story. It is strictly a work of fiction. I would also like to thank her for her editing. All other typos are mine While th...
Chapter seven: That's a wrap! Sally woke up first. The room was bathed in a soft light that eased its way through the curtains on the window. She smiled and draped her hand over the side of her lover and Mistress. Valerie stirred without waking. Sally fingered the collar around her neck and the chain that connected it to the headboard. It would be a simple...
Authors Note: Thank you once again to everyone who leaves comments and feedback on my writing, it is much appreciated. Thank you very much to Aisielynn who continues to assist me with my grammar, she is absolutely fabulous I am sure you all agree. I aplogise that this chapter is late life has been a busy, busy time for me and my writing has had to take a bac...
Eventually, using the CCTV footage from the store, Atlanta PD were able to track down the crook. He was found guilty of armed robbery and sentenced to four years in jail... Vicky, Liz and I spent a lot of time watching reality cop shows. Not because they were good, but because they were bad enough to be entertaining. The criminals on the show usually got ca...
I had been battling the flu for nearly a week and had a high fever, so I was in no mood, nor condition, to be going out, anywhere. It was a Thursday night and I was sitting in my recliner, in front of the TV, covered up with several blankets and shivering like a wet pup, from a high fever. My wife, Brandie, had been invited to go out by one of her girlfriend...