This is part 8 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so happy and never had so much pleasure. Vanessa * Week commencing November 23...
Scott Gordon hesitated at the bedroom door. Should he step out into the hall and confront his two teen-age daughters? Or, should he let pass the fact that they were sneaking back into the house at five o'clock in the morning? Their normal curfew was twelve o'clock, but his wife Sandy had talked him into letting them stay out later for the end of school year...
After A Hot August Night. Why the Professor is not a cuckold. (This story is presented in two parts. The first part introduced the main adult characters and their activities while naked on a hot August night. This is the second part, where some interested parties engage a professor and get an informal class; it is intended to answer the questions raised in...
N.B. All information (ie phone numbers) are fabricated, and anyone engaging in intimate relations is of legal age (18). I appreciate some of you thought the last instalment was categorised incorrectly, and I'm not sure this belongs in the same one, but it seems the most viable option. Happy reading! ********** Caleb made it to school just in time to get se...
Special note: I wish to thank Annette Bishop, Kirsten, Nancy, Liz, Ted, and Amanda; without whose support and inspiration this story would not have been created. Thank you all so very much! ***** The two women walked along side one another in the wooded grove of cedars, olives, and cypress trees; their wispy short gowns billowing slightly in the warm bre...
Patricia "What is she talking about?" Patricia asked. She waited for an answer as Simon threw the car in gear. The veins in his arms bulged and he was gripping the steering wheel so hard, his knuckles had drained of color. But it was his silence and the deliberate way he kept his eyes averted that had her stomach in knots. "Simon, what is she talking abou...
A Cumwriter's Notebook Chapter 1: The Holidays Hello there, welcome to my research book. In these pages I include many of the interviews I have done with enchanting beauties, bewitching bitches and a few common ordinary girls. I write erotica and the way I find new stories or what reader's would like to read about is by interviewing hot ladies. I must have...
Present Day Waking before six, I put on running gear and went down to my home gym for the first time in years. The room was dark and dusty, and I pulled the cover off the treadmill before plugging it in. Turning on the stereo, I cranked some Pink Floyd while I ran. I was breathing hard after ten minutes; I wasn't a young wolf anymore, and my fitness had...
NORTH VILLAGE "No offense, Cat, but you don't seem be very lucky when it comes to gambling." Mia Mannix was lying flat on her back, staring up at the ceiling. Dressed in a pair of tight-fitting jeans, a pink bra, and nothing else, she was on the floor of the living room, sipping her margarita. "Screw you," Cat shot back. "I usually turn out okay. It's ju...
Juliet stood before the group and she looked a little tired. "Sorry ladies if I look tired; I had a nonstop week of sucking and fucking and had a long flight home from Alaska yesterday. I was up all night editing my fantasy. I hope you like it; I know I loved making it. A special thanks to Fred, he's the same cameraman Ainsley and Erin used in their fantasy....