It all began when my boss, Max, called me into his office last Thursday. I was waiting in the outer office, talking with Jenny, his secretary. We were talking about the project that I had just finished. It had been a big one and it took months of sacrificing evenings and weekends to get it done on time. "I saw the Morris Project, yesterday, Natasha" Jenny s...
This is a work of fiction, meant for adults only. It must have been having a beautiful woman in my bed that caused it. I had forgotten to turn on the alarm clock. With my eyes still closed, I tightened the grip of my arms, around the naked body, spooned against me. My face was buried in her dark hair. I opened my eyes, and lifted my head, to get a look at t...
Onboard the White Queen's floating ship, Ororo Munroe was trying very hard not to lose her mind. Ever since she was a little girl, she'd been claustrophobic. Sometimes the only way she could stand a narrow hallway or a crowded elevator was to remember her power. She was Storm, mistress of the elements, and with a thought her lightning could break her free o...
This is the third part of an ongoing series. As always, any similarities to any persons, places, or anything else you may have seen or heard before, is a complete accident. ***** Emily went home after dinner. I had gotten so used to her being around over the past two days, I couldn't get my mind around the fact she was leaving. She was my best friend sinc...
Cindy crisis solved, apparently, thanks to Brian. More trouble ahead, though. Big time. Maybe. This ended up longer than I'd planned, so I split it almost exactly in half. Part 10 will finish the series. North Carolina was always a big game for Duke's Lady Blue Devils. Practically-same-town rivals, this contest had been an especially tough one. Four Duke st...
The next day was Tuesday, and Shanti was leaving to go back home on Friday. Angelo had left her room about an hour later last night, and an hour after that Anna and Elvira came in. Shanti was already asleep, but the next morning she had to admit to her friends that she got laid. They were a little shocked, and it was quickly covered up with laughter and joke...
My name is Marca. I am mid 30’s, 5'10", thick dark hair and a very womanly figure, with 40D breasts (for those of you who need to know, big round nipples silver dollar size) and 38, but very firm, athletic hips. I have been told that I have a perfect complexion. Large dark nipples cap my very creamy gold brown breasts and I have a shaved pubic area. I have a...
Author Note: For those of you that endured Part 1 and still came back for Part 2, thanks for indulging me. There was some dark content in the first part that I didn't want tainting Parts 2 and 3...kind of wanted the three parts to stand on their own... That out of the way, on with the story... * * * * * As if the air had suddenly been pressed out of an o...
"Dear God," he murmured to himself, his hot breath stirring the fragile fern that acted as his refuge. The collar around his neck began to tighten as his eyes roved over the exotic beauty perched precariously on a sun-beaten rock only a few feet from his hiding spot. He slipped a finger between his sweaty neck and the stiff collar as if it would help to regu...
Chapter 1: A Wife Gets Paid in Vegas We watched them chatting at the bar. The blonde leaned over, ostensibly to help her male companion hear her better above the noise. She had magnificent, full breasts and the net effect of her shift in posture was a substantially enhanced view down her blouse. He clearly appreciated the gesture. "Man, how obvious can yo...