I am writing to tell you how I developed a fetish for sniffing panties. My name is Nicola and I am 41 years old, blonde with a nice shaped body for my age and I would say I was quite attractive. I am married to Simon and we are both in our second marriages. We have no children together but Simon has a daughter Suzanne from his first marriage. Simon has a goo...
When I started working as a telemarketer for Wooleyhan Marketing, I had no idea that this little shit job would wind up changing my whole life. After a few months of proving myself to be a great bullshitter, I was promoted to a Project Manager position. However, the promotion (which really just amounted to going from Dirtling to Chief Dirtling) in and of its...
A Note to the reader: Double Switch is a full length novel with a Prologue, an Epilogue and 18 chapters. So it will take a commensurate time to read. It is erotic in places but not on every page or even in every chapter. So, a little patience is necessary. It is a love story, actually three love stories. I hope you will be rewarded for your time and trouble...
It was a half hour before quitting time on Friday, and the red light on Lexie's phone silently blinked, a sign that her boss Gary wanted to see her. Her stomach aflutter, she got up from her desk and entered his office and closed the door. "You wanted to see me, sir?" "Please lock the door, Lexie." She turned and made sure the office door was securely loc...
Her beautiful smile, framed perfectly as always by her long golden hair that surrounded her picture perfect feature, flashed quickly as she said goodbye to Kate her long term BFF and heading off down the quiet main street of the little town her 2 inch stilletto'd heels click with each step on the leaf strewn concrete. Maybe it was the alcohol from the four...
Part I The bald brown head bobbed between Baraka's legs, an unseen tongue arcing up into the delicious crease between them. She lay back on the silk cushions of the divan and sighed, one sandaled foot on the floor, the other on the divan. Her body flushed from the sensation and a white veil of passion descended over her mind. Jirash was the best of the men...
Skiing obviously wasn't my thing. Having just spent the last four hours being poked and prodded by the Mont Blanc medical team to assess for life threatening damage, breaks and fractures only to be told that my injuries consisted of what turned out to be a number of painful but not "important enough to bother and waste the valuable time of the busy medics w...
"Mwen renmen bel fanm nwa ki gen gwo bonda," Stephen Valour said, and Wendy Stephanie Laposte marveled at how easily the Haitian-born, Boston-raised stud easily switched from the urban English he typically spoke, to almost picture-perfect Haitian Creole. The fact that he'd just told her that he liked big-bottomed dark-skinned females didn't bother her. Wendy...
(Author's Disclaimer: This piece of writing is a short story based on a fantasy, a work of fiction. In no way does it endorse unlawful activities, and it is not a confession on the part of the author. It is not a recommendation by the author to engage in such activities.) * * * * * Today in the supermarket, I dressed a little bit sexy. I showed my cleava...
Companies of heroic soldiers advanced, clashing with wild bands of Orcish defenders, driving toward the battlements across a rock-strewn field. Iron pierced flesh, splintered bones and spilled blood on dry cracked earth; cries of triumph mixed with anguished screams of death, and flashes of sinister magic lit the very air afire. The brave soldiers advanced;...