The characters in this fanfic are property of SquareSoft and in no way affiliated with me. If vivid descriptions of sexual activities offend you, please do not go on. A few months after Selphie was so instrumental in helping to defeat Sorceress Ultimecia, she decided to orchestrate a new Garden Festival. Rinoa was beginning to feel some excitement concerni...
Morning broke on the Xavier estate, its students just getting woken up for the morning classes and the staff preparing to teach them. The kitchen was busy with Emma brewing a pot of vanilla coffee while Logan read from the newspaper in his hands, the plum of cigar smoke trailing up as Kitty and Scott walked in, a muffin in Shadowcat's mouth and almost droppi...
Chapter 4 - South African Housewife January 5, 2019 I smiled as I closed the door behind Hannah, but not before noticing that Jenny Defoe's peep hole went from dark to light. It seemed that either Jenny or Gregory was curious about me and Hannah, or maybe they were just curious about who was just outside their door. I couldn't know for certain, so with a s...
I didn't know Tom too well, although he had worked under me on the project for six months. We were both about the same age, late 20s, but we were from different offices, and things had been so hectic that we had been working 18 hours a day and snatching as many hours of sleep as we could. Finally, we got caught up, got the project staffed up, and the progra...
Well, to tell you this story I need to back up a little bit and tell you about how we met. Janice and I met in a straightforward way, she just liked my tie, or so she says. We were in an elevator, and she just looked over at me and said "Hey, I like your tie," and it was all over from there. My first impression of her was that she was probably the sexiest wo...
This work is an exploration of some possibilities of the spiritual and psychic side of sex. There is a good deal of sex in this work but it always occurs in a spiritual, synchronistic and loving manner. The spirituality expressed in this work reflects my present view of how the universe actually works. ***************************** For those who wish to re...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are figments of imagination. *** She always knew. Everyone knew. Ronald Pump was a scumbag, a horndog. A low-down, filthy, skirt-chasing weasel. She knew what she'd signed up for. She was to be the trophy wife. Smile. Look marvelous, be fabulous, maintain her perfect figure and impossibly high cheekbones...
Part I -- Anticipation --------------------------------------- You said: "Tell me your wildest, most thrilling sexual fantasy, and I'll make it happen for you this weekend." What a sweet and thoughtful request. How could I possibly refuse? The key to sexy is arousal. The key to arousal is passion. Inflame mine in every way you can, baby, and not only wil...
I opened my eyes to see her laying on her side, watching me sleep. She offered a little smile. "Hey, you," I said sleepily, and offered a smile back. It was late spring. The weather had been pleasant, which had kept me in an extra good mood. "Hey," she replied. She gazed at me a few seconds more. "You want to eat breakfast?" "I want to poop dinner," I sa...
PART THREE - PARIS - 1 - As a child, the idea of getting a train from London to Paris through a tunnel under the sea seemed wondrous and exciting to Gabe. It seemed like the sort of thing that would only happen in a fantastical story and yet it had happened, the tunnel had been built and now here he found himself on the train travelling to the City of Ligh...