Note- This tall tale is purely fictional and does not portray actual events. Inspired by one of my favourite adult movie stars, sadly now retired. xxx Ashlynn had been kept waiting for a good hour and the attractive blonde was in a foul mood. The former porn star, now turned real estate agent, had arrived at the tenement building on SW 158th Street in Okl...
This is my first story! If people like it, I will continue. This chapter is pretty much just plot. No sex yet. Enjoy! _____ "The time has come my child." Wide dark brown eyes looked upwards into those of the temple priestess. "I'm not ready" she spoke, standing up and pacing to the other side of the room. She stopped by a marble pillar and leaned on it,...
PRELUDE "Let's not take out bathing suits off all the way in case somebody comes along. That way we can pull them up quickly." Those were the words that Marilynn whispered when we were standing under the railroad trestle. We had walked the mile from the community swimming pool to this discreet location. At the pool Marilyn had offered to strip for me and I...
I have always had a thing for larger women. When I was a younger man I had various very erotic experiences with what would now be called "big beautiful women", but when I was 30 I moved away from my home town, got hooked into a career in IT and married a skinny bitch. It was never going to work out, but I made some money over the next few years, and was not...
There were six of us sent to the Montreal office of our company for some training on a new software platform. The details of our job or of the new platform are not interesting -- not to me, anyway. I was competent enough and engaged enough in my work that I was a viable choice for the trip, but for my part my interest began and ended with a free trip to a ne...
"So, how was that, baby? Sex with Eric for the first time. With Bobbie, too, for that matter?" I asked my fiancee, Carly, who smiled at me as we showered together during a lull in the orgy. "Papi...that was the best thing that we've done together, you, me, Eric, Bobbie, all having fun together. We really should do that regularly, permanently, wife-sharing,...
"Joseph, I have to warn you, if you keep hanging around me, you're going to convert to Islam," Wafa "Wawa" Ali said, and the curvy, bronze-skinned and raven-haired young Saudi Arabian Muslim woman smiled coyly at her friend and classmate, Joseph Berry. The tall, slender, Afro-sporting, brown-skinned young man, originally from the City of London, U.K. looked...
Kai settled in her soft computer chair, cracking her knuckles in anticipation. Smiling broadly as his name popped up on her instant messenger. She couldn't help herself, he made her smile as if nothing else in the world mattered to her and for these moments in time, nothing else did. Not her crappy job, not her sometimes distant husband or his children playi...
My name is Paula Jean-Guillaume. And today is my wedding day. To most young women, it's one of the happiest days of their lives. To me, it's a day of apprehension and uncertainty. Such is the life of a Werewolf in North America. Yeah, that's what I am. Not that you would know unless I told you. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, curvy, with dark brown ski...
I waited in the thicket until twilight, then waited some more. At last, Imran Hafiz left the masjid, and I smiled triumphantly. For once he was alone, I could see none of his usual assortment of armed guards anywhere. Moving silently I dashed across the yard, my feet barely touching the ground. Drawing my dagger from my pocket, I struck. Three times I plunge...