Hello, gorgeous reader! I'm excited to share with you the second instalment of the Ishtar series! The first, The Gate of Ishtar, can be found on my author profile. I hope you enjoy! xx Daphne Nevada *** Isabelle couldn't remember the last time she had seen Jonathan. The crowd was thick and growing by the hour. There had been a blur of people as she an...
All persons in this story are aged over 18 years: Nudity was strongly discouraged by all around me and generally regarded as rude, offensive and embarrassing, something to be avoided at all costs. But the forbidden fruit of being naked in public needed to be tasted and the desire to walk around naked in private would become overwhelming and very desirable...
This is the second part of the story of "Francine" a Transgender woman from California. She and Jonathan meet in a Tucson resort two weeks after their first weekend together. Note from Francine-Thank you Mrstanley for writing and submitting my story. In real life I live and work in California and Mexico as a painter. Jonathan is a real lover from Phoenix....
Arms full I entered Moira's bedroom. Her bedroom was magnificent, with its own sitting area. It wasn't feminine, but masculine. The furniture was oversized, the wood a dark cherry. The bed was a four poster. The chairs in the sitting area were leather recliners. Between them was a table. They faced towards the bed. She exited her closet as I entered the ro...
A/N: This story is purely for pornographic entertainment. It in no way is agreeing/accepting/tolerant of rape or sexual assault in real life. This story is very graphic and written from the woman's point of view. This content might be disturbing to some people, it is intended to be. If that makes you uncomfortable then please don't read further, I would sugg...
Part 3a - His Version [This part by Mr. Screwloose] Jannie showed me the first two chapters. Wow. I hadn't heard all those details, or maybe I just didn't remember them, in the heat of the moment. She did eventually tell me about the major activities, but seeing those details in black and white really shocked me. And turned me on. She really is some piece....
"Anne Aurora Westingfield! Are you naked?" Her oldest sister's voice interrupted her day dreaming. "Don't call me that!" Danielle sighed and said "Quinn. Are you naked?" Quinn tucked her bare, albeit covered by a half-healed bruise on her shin and a scraped knee, but nonetheless naked, back under the cloak she was wearing. "No, of course not. See?" Q...
The soft breeze ruffled his hair as he padded barefoot on the wooden deck. His feet now accustomed to the heat generated by the radiant sun in the tropical climate he found himself in. The small schooner dipped at anchor in the blue waters as he awaited the return of Bartlett, Johnson and the hand who had gone ashore in the skiff to trade goods with the nati...
This is the third part to my Guest House series. I want to thank everyone for taking the time to rate or favorite my stories and I hope you enjoy this story as much as I had writing it. -------------------------------------------------- Dylan finished his breakfast and put on his running pants and shoes before heading out. He did a few stretches and took...
"What will I do, Lucy? I'm so stretched for cash and I already have two jobs. I can't afford to add another since I still need to study." Cara Thomas was in her third year at university and was having a hard time making ends meet. A tall curvy redhead, she made heads turn even when sitting down clutching a latte in a sidewalk cafe. Lucy touched her arm in sy...