The name is Julianne Bosworth, and I've got a story to share with you. I was born in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, to an English-Canadian father and an Aboriginal Canadian mother. Five-foot-eleven, curvy and sexy, with light bronze skin, long Black hair and light brown eyes, that's essentially me in a nutshell. Exotically beautiful, those are the words I hear...
I was writing the next chapter of I'll Always Take Care of You, and decided to quickly type up this short story. It's fun, and not nearly as complex and so was much easier to write. Enjoy it. It's a fictional story, meant to be fun. **** We were running out of petroleum in late 2024. Between the explosion in the number of automobiles throughout the world,...
Buttercup's skills extended far beyond the sensual as Sharon and Tracey became increasingly aware as they continued their tramp through the woods. It was she who told them how to orientate their progress on the map by reference to the position of the Sun and its height in the sky. This meant that they were able to get further away from the wall, which, as Bu...
This is the Book of Lovers, of which there are 69. Foreword _______________________________________ [0] It's been almost a year. Almost a year — since our old friends called me up, since my family sent me texts of condolences, since even the occasional supportive gesture from a stranger. "How to move on from the death of a loved one." I keep a little fol...
The scene of the battle was Daytona Bike Week; a perfect spring day with a cloudless sky, and just enough chill in the air to counteract the fierce Florida sun. There was a carnival feel to the place, with thousands of motorcycles, mostly Harleys, but a few of every make and model lining the streets of Daytona Beach. The crowd was heavy even at 10 am, and no...
Eva had asked her father's friend, Paul to deflower her and introduce her to the joys and pleasures of sex. Paul, an experienced lover, happily obliged and popped her cherry. Her last words to him before she left were: "Don't be surprised if you get some confidential phone calls from some of my friends!" Tina, a shy virgin friend of Eva's had body issues a...
Chapter Three: Kendra The dreams have haunted me for as long as I can remember, haunted me and titillated me. I've never talked about them with anyone. I mean, how can you tell someone that you dream of being tortured in a dungeon and that those dreams are NOT nightmares, that they leave you aroused and in need of some serious fuck time when you wake up. It...
She opened her eyes. The noise of Rome at night filled her ears. They called it the eternal city. Certainly the traffic was. But it was wonderful, teeming with joyous humanity and contented felines down at the Colloseum. She didn't sweat any more. Didn't cry out or tremble in her sleep anymore. The monsters that invaded her dreams had long since lost the p...
(c) GratefulFred The moment of realization had dawned upon me. I, Dr. Ejectall, looked at the bubbling concoction that I held in my hand and wished to savior this very special moment. Years I had worked, sacrificed, all in the name of male enhancement, and now my time had arrived. I lowered my pants and drank to the future of mankind. "One great inch for ma...
Hey everyone, I decided to just skim through this story that I wrote back in 2009 and tweek it a bit. Its pretty personal and I just felt the urge to revisit it/add some slight details. I don't mind feedback so feel free to write some if you like :) ********************************* The freezing December air burned Marie's face as she sprinted home at 4:0...