The information I used in these chapters was gathered from my sisters and I talking over the years with our parents and my father's siblings. My oldest sister Kelly, who is three years older than me, was only seven when Grandad died. Kim, my other sister, was five and he died on my fourth birthday. Aunt Terri has given us a lot of information. Being a beau...
Author's note: This is my first attempt at writing erotic fiction, and I hope you enjoy it. All characters are at least eighteen years of age. You may feel free to reproduce this story on your site as long as you contact me to tell you've posted it there, just remember to give me credit. Team Mom Game One: Standing on the side-lines of the football match...
The characters in this fanfic are property of SquareSoft and are in no way affiliated with me. If vivid descriptions of sexual activities offend you, please do not go on in your reading. One week following the destruction of Sorceress Ultimecia and the world being returned to normalcy, Zell, Irvine, Selphie and the pigtail girl were sitting around an early...
After returning to university after the Christmas break, I had looked in the mirror and did not like what I saw, a flabby tummy from too much food and drink at Christmas. I did not want to diet as such as if I tried stripping the pounds it usually came off my top set first and I was rather proud of my 40D's. So I had joined a gym which had a cheap offer on...
"Wake up, Papa." Kiana said gently from his side of the bed. It was almost 5:30am. Sawyer needed to be at work within an hour and a half. Kiana envied his morning routines; he woke up, brushed his teeth and wore whatever he wanted. Kiana hated to wake him up so early; she would love to let him sleep another 45 minutes. But getting the girls ready took a lot...
This is a fictional story. It is written from Eloise's viewpoint in first person. ***** 1. Hello all!! This is Eloise Schmidt. I haven't always been Eloise. I was named Brian at my birth. But by age 4, I found I liked to play with my Barbie dolls and wear Wonder Women underwear. I had an older sister (Emma) who loved to have me join her at tea parties...
My sister Debbie could talk her way out of just about any predicament. Cute, precocious, innocent, Debbie had an arsenal of effective weapons. She could smile, bat an eyelash, tuck her skirt a bit higher and flirt with the best of them. She could kill with kindness when she had to, and when all else failed, turn on the syrupy sweet charm that could melt men...
I noted the number on the box and checked it off of the inventory list that was on the clipboard I held. "That looks like everything," I said to the moving truck driver and one of the helpers standing in the living room of my new apartment. Over the course of the last few hours, we had gotten to know each other and I showed them how much I appreciated their...
The following story is fiction but it has a slim basis in fact. I once attended a freshman orientation session when a nun made the comment featured below about it being a shame that many undergraduates were making genital to genital contact with each other. The orientation was followed by a beach picnic but nothing like the one described here. Too bad. I wis...
The black SUV had been following me for almost a mile. Just lurking a few hundred feet behind me, driving slowly in the misty light of dusk. I looked around the empty park I was running by, realizing no one was out. I'd left my cell phone in my car, and panic was beginning to set in. Suddenly the car began gaining speed, and I pushed myself harder, trying my...