We all had some of the strong stuff, starting about 3 or so that afternoon, and we didn't stop for several rounds of it. By suppertime, we were pretty wasted, so we simply lay down for a nap and fell sound asleep early instead of eating. I had several highly erotic dreams myself, though I couldn't make sense of them logically (then again, when can one make d...
I am a 33 year old black computer professional living in the Caribbean who has always fantasized about voluptuous women. Unlike in North American and European countries, the Caribbean holds dear the old African standards of beauty; 'girth' and ample helpings of breasts and booty are considered assets above all else when it comes to attractive females. While...
Rising silently Margo took both of Cassie hands in hers and drew the girl after her through the dressing room and into the bathing area. Beyond the Jacuzzi lay a tile-lined space where a half dozen people had no doubt showered together under an assortment of fountains before another wall of mirrors. Everywhere they went in this suite they were accompanied by...
Chen, a beautiful, olive skinned, Israeli, Shemale was the owner manager of an underground club called 'Weals and Squeals', which encapsulated the nature of its customer's interests. The lesbian clientele were of all ranks and walks of society, the fees were high but then so were the scale of desires. A lesbian mistress used to bring a nubile naked young...
This day started out like any typical day. I woke up and went downstairs for some breakfast. My usual; which is a grapefruit, some strawberries and a glass of water. I like to keep in shape. Most people would say I am a very well rounded, petite, blond haired, school girl type. My friends all know me as Tara. I have a few very close girlfriends that I hang...
Note From the Author: This is part one of a substantially longer piece. I'm submitting this as a test to see whether or not people are interested. A lot of background happens in this piece of the novella, but I think you all might find it...intriguing, if nothing else. Hugs and Kisses. XXMarked ---------------------------------------------------- Jordan...
The stone lions crouching beside the steps of the Art Institute stared impassively out at the traffic on Michigan Avenue as Cassie descended between them and joined the strollers. Her life-class had gone well, but watching Avery teach had roused her old doubts again. She'd often wondered if she should have chosen teaching instead of commercial art as a caree...
"Hi...you got it done in the end then? Did you get everything you wanted?" I said to Trudy as she walked in through the door after her trip to London. She smiled, a little nervously I thought, as if something I said had struck a chord. She should have been away for only one night, but in the end had stayed for two. She had called early on the morning of t...
Chapter 02: Perspectives Foreword: There are a number of Stacy stories to tell and the kind words and encouragement of many readers have compelled me to continue the story, which is why I've provided this background. My first story, Getting into her pants, took place in 2004. My second story Nobody Knew, took place in August 2006, as did part 1 of this se...
However much I admired Crystal's song-writing skills when I was playing in her band, I didn't really dwell much on the meaning of her lyrics. Certainly not with the intense attention to detail as Polly Tarantella. She quotes from Crystal Passion's lyrics as if it was poetry and uncovered depths of meaning in them that had never occurred to me. I suppose i...