"Should I get you another tequila sunrise?" I asked my wife Neeti after finishing my drink. She looked up from the inflatable mat on which she was floating in the Mexican gulf resort pool. She first looked at me. And then at the bar. And then said, "I'll go, Abhi." I smiled as I watched my wife slide her shapely body off the mat and start swimming to the...
*This story was made for people 18 and up. Enjoy!!!* The party was at Wayne state and it was live. Beer drugs everything. But out of the crowd I saw a girl. She had nice big lips and beautiful eyes. A brownish caramel skin tone and had long hair reaching down to her lower back. On top of that she had a big massive bubble butt and nice size tits. I was sl...
(Many thanks to my editor, BlueEye5ftAngel, for all the good advice.) My mouth gaped open as a yawn escaped. My hand reached up to stifle it as I shook my head to break up the cobwebs. The judge unzipped her robe and waved to me as she opened the door of her robing room. "Get home safe, Mr. Torres," she said, her smile revealing cigarette-stained teeth. "...
By rutger5 (An Original story - Copyrighted) This story is being entered in the Lit Winter Holidays Contest 2017 So if you like it don't forget to vote and to check out the other contest stories and have a great Christmas and/or other holidays. It all happened because of my wife. Don't get me wrong I'm not really blaming her, but without her it never would...
Edited by Talynnda This is a sequel to "Caramel On Vanilla", and will provide more enjoyment if read in sequence. * John just assumed that Sylvita (whom everyone called Sly) did not view him as a potential husband. After all, he was old enough to be her father. She was a twenty four year-old, raven-haired beauty, with a terrific ass, and a slim waist whic...
"Tonight is a special night," Roger whispered in her ear. "Oh?" Patricia purred pressing her back against his chest. "How's that?" He slid his hands down her sides. The only barrier between his fingers and her skin was the silk of her dress. The tips of his fingers floated past her breasts. The lack of a bra sent electric bolts straight between her legs. H...
Well sorry for the delay, but life in Creepyrville is just annoyingly simple. Work sucks, as we all know, and life has a habit of fucking with my program! but enough excuses from me, here ya go! For some of you who now my work by now this might be up your alley, for those who don't well now's the time to famlliarize yourself with what I do. have to shout out...
O.K. it looks like this was turning out to be one of those damn days... Got up to get the children off to school on time and he's just being an ass, teasing my 5 yr old and calling her a baby, this was really starting to piss me off. I told him,just freaking stop it, I don't make comments about your kid now do I! I thought to myself, I don't think he would...
Marta Hernandez had thought the job offer was perfect for her, having seen the advertisement in her local newspaper. It was for a live-in maid, cook and helper for a client. He was in particular looking for a Spanish speaker, preferably from Latin America - in fact this was a requirement. It was so particular, and Marta assumed the client was Spanish, or tha...
So I hope the wait wasn't too long Kids. It made my day to know that you guys and gals even appreciated the first chapter and I really hope this one is also to your liking. Chapter 3 is cruising along so to speak, but a new life issue has arose that will drain some of my writing time. Anyhows, here ya go hope you like this one just as much maybe a bit more!...