Chapter 2 -- Welcome to Wonderland **Characters and text is protected under copyright law Though the warm breeze outside had felt cool on Chloe's moist skin, the chill of air conditioning within the house made her body prickle with gooseflesh instantly as she entered. For a moment, the cold air keenly reminded her that she was walking completely naked into...
Mark answered the door. On the other side stood a tall young man in a courier's uniform, carrying an electronic clipboard and a bulging padded manila envelope. Mark ushered him into the apartment. "My office is over here," he said, escorting the young man through a very modern parlor to a stark wooden door, and through that to a wide, well lit room with fil...
“Professor De Vries, a Mr. Wilson is calling for you on line four.” “Thank you, Joan.” Bob Wilson and I go way back. We were in first grade together. He now is the owner of Wilson Travel. I assumed that he was calling about some detail of my wife’s trip to Africa. “Hi, Bob, how is your golf game?” “Pretty good, John. I shot an eighty Saturday. Can I get...
Thanks for reading. There were some things that he loved about having his own place; No conversation being made just for the sake of conversation, no kitchy art in the kitchen that said "Live, Laugh, Love", and the whole house didn't smell like some damn candle warmer. There was no one nagging him if he had a crappy day at work and just wanted to sit and pl...
When I was through 'getting serious' with Jim, I sat back down in one of the chairs near the fire, lit one and tried to relax a little. Slowly, my pulse and breathing returned to normal, and I was aware that Jim had gone upstairs, leaving me alone for a moment. I walked into the kitchen to get a cold drink, and noticed that, after all this time and activity,...
Ten years ago almost to the day, I was working in a bar taking tickets for the New Year's Eve party. The owner had hired a band and put out notice with all the local hotels and condos. He expected a big turnout and the night was shaping up to meet his hopes. My job was pretty simple; I sat on a stool at the entrance taking tickets and applying wristbands. I...
I think this one is a little better than my last submission. Please let me know if you like it. Rick stared at the computer screen in wonder, swept off in a river of thoughts. His mind reeled over the desire for Jane Preston to actually be as she described herself in her bio. And he was simultaneously filled with another sensation, which was probably env...
I am trembling, perspiring and rutting as my naked body collides with the ecstatic Asian satyr, his yellow hard-on deeply penetrating my eagerly ready pussy. The shameless hussy, the naughty lady, I have long indulged my sexual desires with many, many men, seducing the shy ones and submitting to the bold ones, but never before have I been fucked like this....
The most sacred titles any woman can hold in this life are wife and mother, I thought as I proudly watched my daughter Catherine stand in front of a podium and deliver her valedictory speech to the hundreds of graduates at the convocation of the Sprott Business School of Carleton University. It's a bright Sunday afternoon and the City of Ottawa, Ontario, is...
Please lay off my faith, I thought angrily as I sat on the toilet seat inside the ladies room on the second floor of the university library. A couple of white chicks were talking trash about some Hijabi friend of theirs, her style of dress and Islamic faith apparently the focal point of their mockery. That's Canada for you. People up here smile to your face...