(This story is a continuation of 'When life gets dull, spice it up". It is recommended that the earlier story be read first. However, I am adding a part of the earlier story here to make this one an independent story. Please remember to vote so that I know how I have fared. Constructive criticism is very much welcome. A note of caution: I have used Bengali...
Most of my story takes place in the 1970's. If you don't like interracial sex, dominance and submission, cheating wives and such, I suggest you still read it. You might just learn how things really do happen. Names have been changed but the story is essentially true as I remember it. I'm Pam. I met my first and only husband, Hugh, in the fourth grade at a...
Saturday, November 2nd I must have been pretty tired. I barely remember lying down, but there I was reaching to turn off the alarm once again at 5:00 a.m. I pulled myself off the floor and got ready for the day ahead. I showered, shaved, etc....then proceeded to the kitchen to make breakfast. I had to fumble around a little, looking for a recipe for French...
"Walter, why are you here?" Danial asked as they sat around the fire pit on a cold November night. The orb of light containing them like the walls of a their own private tavern, just as Daniel had envisioned it when he designed the garden that contained them. Though his visions in designing the space had been of his wife, Lindi's, face not the broad smiling...
Val: Human Barbarian. An 21 year old tomboy who grew up in a mountain clan, learning to fight from an early age. She is tall with an athletic build, large breasts, shaggy brown hair, and many scars. Her clothing consists of little more than a fur thong and a skimpy breastplate that barely covers her bronzed chest. Penny Half-Pocket: Halfling Rouge. Val's be...
Those eyes of hers… those sweet innocent eyes that lie. She would give that look… that innocent look that was a lie, obviously covering for something evil and seductive. She was sleeping with all the men and women she could, she’d even fuck a dog if she trained it to. She had been caught numerous times by your friends, the ones that always boozed and came h...
I stepped out of the taxi cab and breathed in the air of New York. Three years. Three fucking years. That was when I decided to leave my parents' home and move to California. My heart pounded as I looked at the door of my parents' home. I glanced a few houses down and looked at "her" house. The house of the woman that broke my heart nearly three ye...
Part I: The Game "Okay, that's it!" called Coach Johnson, announcing the end of practice, much to the relief of his tired players. "Wrap it up! Hit the showers!" "You guys played like old ladies today!" the Coach yelled, and the team yelled in unison, as they always did at the end of each practice. It never failed to elicit a smile or grin on the face of e...
Sorry for the delay! Enjoy the next 2 chapters. CH 5 "Keegan," Sabrina cooed, trying her best to sound seductive. She was leaning out of the bathroom's entryway and peering down the hall. Keegan's back was facing her and he was hard at work on his laptop. Venice lay silently beside his feet and Sabrina smirked at the sight. She tried not to bother him whi...
Chapter 6: James does the right thing. Monday. 11:00 a.m. James had slept for eight solid hours. Or rather, he'd been unconscious, for eight solid hours ... which wasn't quite the same thing. Because, upon finally clawing his way back to consciousness from his nonstop succession of highly erotic, female-feet related dreams; dreams, that were so lucid, s...