After getting Michael a bottle of water from the fridge I helped Katie into the bathroom and began running warm water on a towel to help clean her up even though she was still scooping what cum she could find into her mouth. "Jesus Christ, Katie, what the hell was that?" I whispered as wiped her eyes clean so she could open them again. This close to her I c...
Author's Note: Thanks again to John for the great editing. And thanks to all of you who took the time to write me. If you didn't receive a reply it only means I did something wrong when I sent it so please don't feel that I didn't appreciate your writing to me because I do. Thank you. I hope you continue to enjoy reading my story. * Chapter 12: A Strange...
I'm lying in bed in a hotel room on the Vegas strip. It's two in the morning and I'm buzzing with energy; falling asleep is the furthest thing from my mind. But I dare not move a muscle. I'll probably be this way for another six hours, and while my nerves are frazzled, I'm loving it. There is a gorgeous, voluptuous naked blond fast asleep on my right and my...
"Good afternoon, Ms. Chippendale, it's nice to have you back as our guest again." "Hello, I'm glad to be back." "Would you prefer your usual room down at the far end of the first floor?" "Yes, if it's available, I forgot to make reservations this time." "It is, and there's no need to go through the hassle of checking in; if you like, we can just use the...
They are still slumped. Good boys. They are not touching themselves. They look exhausted from just lying there. Two thick boners are curved back over hairy bellies, trying for a touch-back at Belly Button Basin. It would be fun to explain to Mignon why they look as though someone has splashed them with virgin olive oil. "Take your glass," I command. We wa...
Pairings/Characters: Matt Hardy/Mickie James Rating: NC/17 Warnings: MF, PWP. Smut. Disclaimer: The WWE Superstars are not mine, if they were, I would not need to write fan fiction for you nice people. Feedback: Yes Please! It was Wrestlemania weekend; the entire WWE was all a buzz over the upcoming pay per view. It is the biggest night of the year for...
The essence of this story is true - a woman calling her husband, long-distance, to tell him what she's up to in her hotel room with another man. It was told to me by a long-time friend, someone I trust. I can't, however, vouch for the dialog; I don't remember his tale verbatim and so I've imagined what a woman like my friend described - gutsy, sure of hersel...
I think my life as a tween and teen was so sheltered; here I was, eighteen years old and my girlfriends had already been going to make-out parties and such for two years and getting all giggly with sex. I stayed out of that because personally, my parents had taught me to not make such a big fuss of it. Yes, it just took me a bit longer to get interested. My...
It was Tasha's curiosity, really, that started it all. She was obsessed with Sybian porn. Her eyes would get all dreamy and half-closed every time they watched. And Max had to admit, the thought of watching her climb on and ride one of those things had him going. Besides, he never could say no to her. Still, Max was a business man, an investor. The price of...
Steven lay on his bed for a couple of hours, unable to sleep - the idea that Dani was sleeping just down the hall and if he could just slip down to her room, he'd satiate the hunger he felt for her. His cock twitched at the thought of her laying there naked, knowing she didn't like to wear anything to bed. With a sigh of frustration, Steven slipped from hi...