Sharleen searches for sexual satisfaction * Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living p...
I never cease to be amazed at the exploits of my beautiful wife, Andrea. By day, she's a rising star in a major east coast investment firm; by night, the mother of two thriving children; always a loving and fascinating companion to me; and somehow, in all this, she finds the time, energy, creativity, and confidence to boldly experiment with life, as if she's...
i'm still working on the next chapter of The Brothel, but things are stalled at the moment. this one came to me quickly - so perhaps it will amuse you while you wait. it is about a female sub! (i'm sure you are shocked!) *********** The moment of highest risk is exiting the car. From the car into the woods. Once I am in the woods it is relatively safe, bu...
"On with the show Crystal" I say as I pass you the banana. You take the large fruit and start to lick it, making the yellow skin wet. You sink to your back on the table and try to swallow as much of the banana as you can. Inspired by our cheers and ribald comments you soon have most of it down your throat. "In your cunt now slut", shouts one of the other...
Kovak was gone. Erdgar didn't understand even though there was a note left behind. "To my kind employer, I must apologize. I shall leave your fine estate. I've become so interested in the murder of Fabrizio Aquabi that I've decided to perform my own private investigation. I understand that I have no legal authority over this issue, but I've never been one t...
Chapter 6. Love Affair And so their affair began. Barbara wasn't interested in doing the dating thing, the club scene; the usual nightlife hangouts where the younger student crowd gathered to take hallucinogens and shake their sweating bodies beneath loudspeakers blaring deafening techno-pop noise. She was intrigued, rather, by Ludlow's quiet persona. He wa...
She awoke from her deep sleep and her mouth was dry. It tasted like a sweaty bear's armpit and she tried with limited success to encourage saliva into her mouth. She licked her dry lips needing a drink. "What a night!" She groaned and looked around her surroundings and groaned. Yet another room she didn't recognise! Sleeping bodies were strewn on the fl...
This story is for, and inspired by Tina, Thank you, I think of you as a good friend and love our conversations. Imagine if you will... A "person" coming up behind you, grabbing your arm and pulling you into your living room. Knowing you've been a bad girl, you can predict what might be going to happen. He leads you to the couch, where he sits down, your fa...
The golden hour sun cast its orange light on the island. Anika set down the oars and hopped out of the rowboat. She pushed the boat onto the shore, grunting with exertion. Brushing the dirt from her hands, she stripped off her dress and walked along the pebbled beach in her bikini. The wind rustled through the trees, whipping up leaves and pine needles. The...
January 1, 2011 Being that this is my first story, I guess I should explain a little about my character. You remember back in high school the girl that scared you because she smoked, wore black and was too smart for her peers? That's me. Tattoos, piercings, leather jacket, tore jeans. I was never afraid of anything. In fact, most of the things the populatio...