{Sometimes I get in the mood to write something more naughty so here you go. I hope some of you enjoy.) I knew Mrs. Miller and her husband Don all the time I was growing up. I used to see her come out of their house in the mornings in an all white outfit, I thought she worked as a maid or housekeeper or something. My name is James but everyone calls me J...
Kim McCall bounded up the steps to the small brick house set back from the street. She rapped briskly on the door while checking her watch. Good, she was five minutes early. The black haired 20 year old Canadian girl bounced several times up and down on her toes, less from impatience than from her pent-up energy. The door opened and Kim nearly laughed as th...
[Note: this story features a trans man as the main character. At some points his genitals are referred to with terms that are generally more associated with "female" anatomy so I recommend to avoid if that makes you dysphoric! "Breasts," "clit," "slit" and "cunt" are the ones I used - I generally find these words have a more masculine sound than, say, "boobs...
Author's note: sorry for the huge gaps between these parts. It's hard finding time for me to write and I've been overly cautious about making sure each part is of the right quality. I promise to get these out faster! Hope you enjoy! Adriana cooed softly and seductively as she stared into my eyes while running her long polished fingernails down my chest, sto...
Lucy squinted at the hazy afternoon sun, the heat of the day waning as it crept towards the horizon. She adjusted her leathers, hitching her bra straps up to cup her tanned breasts. Despite her womanly curves, her body showed all the signs of a Hunter Warrior Maid, arms and belly toned and athletic, her long, dark brown hair tied back in a ponytail. Some in...
Elize is a registered hellion. Extrovert. Gets up at five a.m. and hits the gym. She works at an intense job, 8-12 hours a day. She's very good at what she does. Takes crap from no one. Five foot five, just 120 pounds, most of it muscle but also her mother's firm bosom. She also has her mother's ferociously curly blonde hair, her thick pouty lips, and fiery...
My next appointment was with a clueless blonde for a review of her financial position. She came to her CFP appointment alone for first time. When Stella escorted her in, I couldn't help staring at her sexy curves in a perforated white top and ankle-long, flared-bottom white skirt. The translucent skirt revealed her long and shapely legs as well as her pale b...
Thanks to Tigerssman for all your help with this story. *** The war heated up. It was Spring in Northern Belarus; the rain just replaced the snow. The lines changed for both sides, but not much. The Australians needed troops, The Firebrand, and The Phoenix were stuck there. People felt like they were pieces on a chessboard. The war was getting too close to...
November Saint Eden's Private Academy for the Mystic. A sprawling campus hidden by magic somewhere in Vermont's wild beauty. 19th century gothic architecture settled peacefully in a bubble of enchanted forest. The many layers of spelled barriers surrounding the academy ensure humans never run the risk of stumbling upon the school. For all the human world k...
Joni Sullivan was a fashion designer, not a big name designer, not a well-known designer, not really a good or experienced designer, not even a full time fashion designer. That was more or less Joni's full life story, not the most beautiful girl in her hometown, not a good student, she was a shy young girl and an awkward teenager who didn't play sports and c...