The old, wooden floorboards shivered with the added weight of the scurrying feet. The feet belonged to an aspiring, yet starving, artist named Claire. Claire was always known to be the artistic type. Even in school where trend-setting and fashion-followers became the “norm” Claire always seemed to show she was an individual. Usually dressed in some sort of b...
Note: There is a fair amount of character development in this tale, as it is a mostly true story of friendship and love that developed between a younger woman and a man who is twenty years older. * "Hey Sean, are you available?" It was my boss Janelle calling from next door. I was tempted to ignore her. It was late, it was Friday, and I wanted to simply ge...
(All characters depicted in any form of sexual activity are 18 years of age or older) I would like to thank my editor Todger65. Friday I felt horrible. Here I was sitting with Angela, my girlfriend who I cared for deeply, acting like everything was perfect, but I had cheated on her with a complete stranger, who is married! I was a special kind of bastard...
My name is Lauren, I am a 34-year old art teacher with a true passion for the modern arts. Although I can -- to some degree -- appreciate all 19th and 20th century artists, I am an especially big fan of the impressionism and post-impressionism movements. Monet, Renoir, Rousseau, Gauguin, van Gogh... Therefore, it should come as no surprise that I have a gol...
My first fanfic! Thus, the following is a work of parody. Catwoman and Nightwing are property of DC/WB and I claim no ownership over them. I don't know what the current DCU status-quo is, so if the following doesn't match up, that's why! The following contains elements of femdom and mind control and magic I guess. All characters are 18 years of age or olde...
Jason put together the last of his items into the duffel bag, all of the extra stuff that Mrs. Roberts had asked him to pick up for the ceremony. Rain drizzled outside against the windows, but it wasn't a big deal. The weather report said the rain would ease off around early afternoon. Besides, he had other things to worry about. He still had the flower deli...
CHAPTER 1 Thirty-year-old Hal Pearson's divorce was finalized and it was goodbye good-time Melody who had got away with half of his assets and was back at her dance studio and screwing her financial backer, a married guy. Sure Hal was bitter, having lost three years spent unwisely married to a hot bitch that soon tired of being with him exclusively, altho...
The weather changed overnight and it was cool and rainy Sunday morning. Gretchen slept in before spending a lazy morning puttering around her apartment. Petra called her and said she would be by in the early afternoon to pick her up. Gretchen took a shower, making sure to shave any stubble that had grown around her pussy, and got dressed to run some errands....
Danny and Eva walked into the museum together. There was clearly some sexual tension between them but both were trying their utmost to ignore it and act normal. Even so as Danny held the door open for Eva to enter he could not help but notice the curve of her butt and her shapely legs. She in turn could feel his eyes traversing her body and she smiled inward...
He'd been standing in line behind her at the bank, quickly scanning the back and side view of her, the junoesque proportions, taking in the tailored suit, sensible shoes, her meticulous grooming, a teasing whiff of her perfume and something less tangible. She concluded her business and turned to leave, his peripheral vision caught something falling to the...