Copyright Darkest Fancies 2004 This story may not be retransmitted in any form, in whole or in part, without the express written consent of the author. * Chapter One: "The One" ~Shakira "Oh yeah! Now that's the way to do it!" Rio's voice drifted through the empty house. Sitting back on her heels, she looked down and smiled with utter satisfaction. "Few t...
Laura's Visit... And The "One In A Million Challenge I was happy to see that the plane was on time... soon I would see my Luv in person. Laura and I started chatting on IM a couple months ago, and our harmless, friendly, get to know you chat went from mild to wild. With the freedom and anonymity that fantasy ID names provide, all inhibitions are lost. You...
Dear Readers, Originally, I naively posted this story in Loving Wives (those of you who are familiar with the category will understand what I mean). I've asked to have it moved here, because while it isn't a typical romance, it is still a love story. I hope you will enjoy it. You will find a list of the Hindi words used in the story along with their meanin...
Some people are not comfortable with their own sexuality and they object to cuckold stories and wife sharing. That is okay. To those people I would suggest not to read these stories or to send/leave your negative comments. After a marvellous fuck on arrival, I had begun my first day of work as an English lecturer at a university in Chiang Mai, Thailand. Un...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. Again, I woke up before James, and made some coffee. I was still too tired to cook break...
Jennifer paced nervously in her hotel room. She had done her hair and makeup. She had checked her clothes a half dozen times. Her heart was racing and she had butterflies in her belly. He wasn't late but she was hoping he'd be early, very early. A soft knock on the heavy wooden door startled her and she breathed deep to calm her nerves. "Coming," she said...
Elise ran her fingers through her hair. "Look, Mike," she said, skewering the unhappy young man sitting in front of her with her glare, "this is your screw-up, and now you have to fix it. I need to rely on you when you say you'll get something done, now more than ever. So find me sets to rent for Turandot or plan on making them yourself." "Yeah, yeah, I'm o...
I guess I should have known it would come to something like this. Here I was, on my knees, clad only in pink thong panties, sucking an amazingly large cock for all I was worth, while three women "encouraged" me – verbally and with their hands, at times, pushing rather firmly on the back of my head. I realized that I had been headed in this direction for qu...
A small town disappeared. Those who tried to remember it could conjure up nothing more than a faint buzzing at the back of their mind. Those who went to where it once stood saw nothing but a vacant lot. The town's name and the names of its populace disappeared from records. Those who had family in the town forgot them, growing curious as to the strangers in...
Monica and Lycka, the inseparable cousins, were in heaven. They had persevered through the long days and nights of schoolwork and homework, the lessons and practice drills that made up the Total Woman Academy's unique educational curriculum. They were shining examples of beauty and intelligence, two of the scholastic mainstays. Poise, the third leg, had be...