~Ok, am starting to think that making each male in this story with bella should have a fetish, I don't know what they should be yet or if am even goin to do them but if you want to comm. on it feel free to. Also when it does come time to pop her cherry, I hope you guys now am not doing fav's...maybe..Anyway thats all...On to the story.. p.s Sill looking for...
DISCLAIMER: All characters appearing in this story are fictitious as they do not exist. Any resemblance to a real person, living or dead is purely coincidental and should not be construed to associate a real person, living or dead with scenes or events described within this story. All of the characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18 and takes...
Chapter One -- Gamer in a Suit "You look like a gamer in a suit," Paddy McClintock said to Taylor Averille. "Even your name isn't right. What the fuck is Taylor? It isn't one thing or the other," Paddy sat behind his huge oak desk, one leg resting on the other. He took a long sip of his coffee and looked up at Taylor. "You still here?" he sniffed. "So I...
Kendra Mercer untied the strings of her Missoni bikini and let them fall away from her shoulders, leaving the tiny triangles of fabric perfectly balanced on her firm, perky breasts. She let her body sink into the plush, cushioned lounge chair with an indulgent little sigh. Life was almost perfect. After several years of dating Luke Prescott, the son of one...
Note: This is a long story and I've broken it up into four parts: Part 1 is Chapters One and Two; Part 2 is Chapters Four through Seven; Part 3 is Chapters Eight through Eleven; and Part 4 is Chapters Twelve through Fifteen. After I submit Part 1, I shall submit each following Part as the previous one gets accepted and published. This story contains depictio...
The smells of plaster and dust filled Jeneda's nostrils, while cool, wet clay covered her hands as she studiously worked. Perched on a tall ladder in her studio, she used a hook tool to cut the clay and contour. Once that was done, she reached in her artist's smock and retrieved a brush, which would be used to smooth the surface of the clay to perfection. Lo...
"Three companies done, and twelve more to go." Dominique found she was talking to herself. It was after 9:00pm and all of the support staff had gone home long ago. There were a few VP's in the office and a couple of the analysts, like Dominique, were still working. An average day for Dominique ended close to nine o'clock, but tonight wasn't going to be an a...
Author's Note: I'M BACK! Here's my latest. It's a one shot thing, so enjoy. This one took me awhile. It was very emotional to write, and perhaps a bit too honest for the period I was going through. You might call this story my therapy. It certainly saved me from writing harsh words to a certain someone. You know who you are. Enjoy, and thanks for being so pa...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. This story c...
I was basically an ordinary kid and early teen. I wasn't very athletic so even though I ran cross-country I never got any awards, or the athletic respect of my peers. I got average grades because I always believed that I had only average intelligence and certainly average motivation. I had an average number of friends, both male and female, lived in an avera...