It seemed perfect as I looked through the paper. I needed a place to live and the guy in this ad owned a six bedroom house and needed a roommate. I called then drove over there. I knocked on the door and it was opened by a guy in his early twenties, smoothly muscular, fit with model looks. He welcomed me and I walked in. He gave me a tour, walking behind me...
Chapter 16: Early Sunday Morning The silence woke her up. Annie was not used to the quiet and since she had gone to bed reasonably early, she was restless. Part of the restlessness had to do with what she witnessed last night with Brice. His size and girth meant that he would forever be BULL to her. She thought back at how it ended, her standing up and dr...
Lost in Eros Book II: The Forest The Bull Tascha had almost no experience with large animals. She hadn't grown up on a farm or anything. All she could think was that she shouldn't make any aggressive or fast moves. She was glad she didn't have a red cape or anything, but then realized that she didn't even know if that made any sense. Maybe bulls just had...
Her legs ached from kneeling on so long on the hard wood floor of his dimly lit den. He had been speaking for a long time but she could no longer absorb the words. He was sending her away. "Child, I am sending you to a friend of mine. He is a very good man. He has agreed to help me with something. You will treat him with all the respect and obedience you g...
My wife is a total fitness nut. She's only tiny, a shade under 5 foot but she runs daily, watches what she eats and does three gym sessions a week. And she has the most perfect little arse. Her whole body is sexy, slim and toned, but when she slips on her tight jeans, when she wriggles into a short skirt, every firm sexy muscle is visible. From her curved ca...
This is a true story. I have changed the names and locations to protect the people in the story, but everything else is 100% spot on true. ***** Introduction I met Ella on a quiet night downtown. I was sitting in a coffee shop on a spring Wednesday evening, a little after 8. I was reading a mystery novel in one of those comfortable leather chairs in the c...
This story is also available from HER point of view, named "The Wave (her)". ***** It was sunny. I looked up momentarily from my book to look at the rolling waves, pounding against the beach. I had been there for about half an hour, sitting in the deck chair I'd brought, glad for the shade of the trees behind me. I didn't like the heat very much, and the s...
My name is Bry and I work as a receptionist in a large corporation. I am outgoing in my personality, but it wasn't always the way. I had a pretty rough time of it in high school. I was a bit short and chubby and certainly not one of the 'cool kids', and was constantly teased. I was very nerdy in my bland prescription glasses. The girls were always worse than...
NOTE: For young Bobby the accident left him with a sexual experience that he'd remember for the remainder of his life because it was with an adult woman. For Linda it awakened her interest in sex as a warm, live and fulfilling activity far removed from the imnpersonal relationship of dipping into the toy box to achieve some sort of satisfaction. Enjoy. * M...
'Wow, just look at this place, it's fantastic,' gasped Laurel Thomas as she stepped out of Rodney Blackstock's car at the swanky hotel outside Harrogate. Laurel had won a luxury spa break in a magazine competition and had chosen Rodney's daughter, her best friend Nicola King to join her. As Rodney drove off the two girls looked at each other and said in un...