Eventually, the two of them just sat there in the refreshing swirling water and drank wine. He told her about Gordon's invitation. He told her about his appearance. He said something about his attitude, which intrigued her. They didn't discuss any of this with their friends because they asked that their identities be protected. Tom and Yvonne honored their...
I’m nineteen years old and attend Otago University in the South Island of New Zealand. I’m considered better than average in the looks and figure department, and even I like what I see when I look at myself in the mirror. I don’t think I’ll be winning any Miss World contests in the near future, but I do attract more than my fair share of boyfriends and lover...
Chapter 19 - The Sinclairs' Houseguest Ruthie returned to her mother's apartment while Doña Lisette was still at work. In spite of the quiet, she had a premonition that something unpleasant awaited her as soon as her mother returned. The feeling was so strong that Ruthie was tempted to call Mike, apologize for being rude to him, and beg him to return and ge...
I decided to split this story into two parts to keep it as readable as possible, second part will follow shortly! I'm always grateful for any constructive feedback, but if you've got something to say at least have the balls not to do it anonymously. ************************* ************************* I woke up and rolled out of bed, making my way out to t...
Sezithorum's estate was far enough north and the days were long enough that when the sun rose, it did not illuminate the south-facing windows at all. It was well past dawn before the sun finally shone into Roji's small and sparsely-furnished room, constructed from mortared bricks and located at the southwest corner of the house. The bed, large enough for tw...
CAUTION: This story contains scenes that arouse the author and may make you horny as well. All characters are fictional, and not based on people the author thinks are really hot and sexy. Enjoy the story only if you're allowed to wherever you are, or can read it without getting in trouble. If you do get in trouble, the author can be found in Istanbul if puni...
A couple of weeks ago my wife Jolene and I borrowed her brother's RV and headed off into the High Sierra mountains of California for a few days of camping as summer comes to an end. We were going to meet another couple we know who like to camp and had reserved two campsites for the long weekend. The ride the campsite would take about four or five hours once...
We pass each other walking in opposite directions of the lingerie store. I'm walking out as you are walking in. I catch your eye and we lock stares. Knowing in our minds we have seen each other before but unable to place it. I follow the natural sway of your hips, the motion of your sexy ass in the tight dress, the shortness of the hemline exposing a pair...
Johnny, the man Sting murdered was Sting's biggest rival in the local dope trade. It was little wonder why Sting made it to the top of somebody's hit list already. A dope boss was dead, which meant stakes were about to be re-arranged and territories were up for grabs. Sting was the second biggest distributor and taking over from his rival would surely increa...
When I woke up the next morning, the fire had all but burned itself out. A few embers remained, glowing red and angry, the only remnants of the logs we'd thrown in the night before. I could hear the rain outside, drumming steadily upon the roof of the cabin. Old Man Thunder grumbled in the distance, like a giant rousing itself from slumber. "So much for...