I hear you coming in the door of the hotel room. I am in the shower; you are walking through the first room of the suite. You flip on the television and see if there’s a game on, then you hear the shower and come to investigate. I hold my breath listening for your heavy footsteps. A linebacker on your high school football team, even in your mid 30’s you mai...
This is my first attempt at story writing and was a Christmas present for my husband. I've tried to keep it believable, and would welcome any constructive feedback. Hope you enjoy! She lay in bed sleepily, listening to the front door open and softly close, the sound of the car starting and moving off. He had gone to work. Ticking off in her mind the t...
Giggling at your antics. I wonder if I should play drill sergeant. Hmmm, no, I wouldn't want to traumatize you just yet. Laughing now and trying to stop; unsuccessfully... I've got this image of Gomer Pyle in my head. This sets off another round of giggles. Trying to catch my breath I manage, "Ok. Ok." Putting my hands on my hips I say, "Oh, like crossing...
Friday evening after Phil arrived, he took them all out to dinner. They had quite a bit to drink by the time they came back home. During the evening, Phil had cuddled up to Joan several times and whispered he wanted to be in bed with her. They were going to take turns on the shower, but Joan got permission from Eric to take a shower with Phil. They were the...
It was my first day of college. I wandered into my first class which was chemistry 101. We waited for the instructor for twenty minutes or so. Just as I thought I might have the wrong class, the instructor burst through the door. Without a word of apology he started the lecture. He turned out to be a lot more boring than I thought he would be. Finally the ho...
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Ever since I was a child I had this love towards my mother, Radhika. That love changed to lust as I was growing up. Now here I am 20 years old and wants to fuck that perfect body of my mother. My mother Radhika, even in her forties, had a seductive body. She has nice fair hips and the butts underneath were perfectly round. The boobs were still up and tight a...
This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental. * Along with my hike, the food and mead, even the thinking had taken their toll. I was worn out. I announced, "I'm tired, ladies. First a nap, then bath before supper." The response from...
I meet Wilson at The Duchess, an English-themed restaurant known for its cozy and semi-private dining booths with plush seating. The menu's heavy with roasts, ales, and stews, while the walls are warmly wood-paneled and carry coats of arms. The lighting is seductively low and charming waitresses wear dresses nicely gathered about their bosoms. I'm first to...
The next morning after Ann's exhibition at "The Opera House" and my first fantasy being fulfilled I had to start work on Ann's first fantasy and making it become a reality. I read it last night before we went to bed. She had given me some help by giving me the card of the woman, "Samantha Reed – Investor" as her card stated. Samantha is the beautiful lady w...