Chapter 59 Joan's Tales – Part 4 Joan had stayed late at the university to spend some time catching up on the latest marketing trends. Hers was an interesting course and each semester there were new angles to the marketing sector that she wanted to include in her lectures. Marketing dynamics had always fascinated her, especially when it came to the visual...
Babysat by a neighbour Rose was dressed by her daughter in a bright yellow, youngsters a-line dress. It was far too young for the eighteen-year-old she was supposed to be. As she was really twenty-six the outfit was ridiculous. It was easier putting up with young teen clothes, since pretending to be a schoolgirl, and giving up her adult status. She had to...
This story was written at the request of a chat partner from Literotica, a fireman from Scotland. Story Code: M/F, M/FF, Lesbian, Shared Husband, Oral ***** I'd caught a little smoke in my lungs while I was fighting a fire six weeks ago, I wasn't operating the hose though, I was second man, helping to take the weight of the long hose off of the operator,...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, franchises, historical events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic...
"One hundred. Ninety-nine. Ninety-eight." Alright, brain, let's be nice to our new friend and take this seriously. "Ninety-seven. Ninety-six." Let's stare into that candle flame and get hypnotized. "Ninety-five. Ninety-four. Ninety-three." A candle? Does she need to make it so voodoo? Hey, stop that. We're taking this seriously. "Ninety-two. Nine...
Sandra picked up Kelly at eight on New Year's Eve. It had been the fourth time they hung out during their holiday break from college. The two had been linked at the hip during high school but going to two separate colleges made that impossible. The time they spent together reminded them of how close their friendship was and how much they enjoyed each other's...
When Cathy Northfield arrived at the Shop Anytime Network over a decade earlier, she'd started out as the low woman on the totem pole. There was a definite preferred status for the more tenured hosts, especially since they were the ones who'd generally built up more trust and rapport with the viewers, and thus more sales when they were on the air. Cathy woul...
Several years ago, my job took me to a small town in southwest Texas. The name is not important. Small may be too large a word for this town. Downtown was just a memory for the most part with most of the old storefronts boarded up and for sale. The only things keeping it alive were the two major highways that crossed south of town and the only bar for fifty...
When I got home, I went for a shower, going upstairs, I noticed Anna’s door wasn’t fully closed, so I thought I should let her know I was back, I opened her door, to put my head round, to see if they were ok, and needed anything, the sight that greeted me, had my prick jumping. There was both Helen and Anna, totally naked, with Anna on the bed, and Helen kn...
Everyone is always talking about African women's bottoms, and what masterpieces they are. Well, as an Arab woman with a nice derriere, I secretly resent that. Women from my ethnicity are wonderfully curvaceous, and lag behind no one when it comes to gluteus maximus, but that's a closely guarded secret. We're forced to hide our tremendous assets from the male...