Disclaimer: I do not own iZombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This story takes place after Season 1. ***** Liv Moore went rigid, her pupils dilated and her vision was suddenly taken over. It was never pleasant receiving one of her 'visions'. Well, there were one or two which had ended pleasantly, especially on her latest brain,...
William was in the mood for a change of pace, an erotic role-play, and Leslie was the lady (mistress) of the house. She hired William to do the cleaning. Leslie makes William strip naked, and requires that he dress in a French maid blouse, skirt, and apron, with a little bonnet, thigh high hosiery, and heels. She requires he wear these clothes while vacuumin...
Alex Devon was a handsome boy. Being very fit he turned quite a few female heads at James Garfield High, but the level of his hotness was sadly equally matched by his painfully and almost ridiculously shy personality. Tall, dark and handsome, all through school he desperately wanted to lose his V card (which should have been quite easy given his looks) but g...
This continues from Granddad - Angie - It's quite long so I've split into two parts. Enjoy. Comments always welcome. *** "Sorry I pressed that button Granddad," she offered. We left the beach, eventually, and paddled hand in hand back to the harbour wall before returning to the apartment. We showered and dressed to go out. It was a little chilly and My...
Note to readers: This series is a continuation of "Laura's Femdom Empowerment". You should read that series before this one. ***** Chapter 2 A Bitch Boy Learns His Place It was Thursday evening and I was on my way in to Red Room Studio for a session with a newbie. I preferred repeat sessions because I could push the subs further. With new subs you usually...
Crystal Blake. It was a scorching day, and I was dressed in a man's white cotton shirt and shorts, boots on my feet. My red hair was tied back in a ponytail. "Not much more to go now," Corrine said, plunging her pitchfork into another sheaf of wheat. She flexed her wiry arms and flung the sheaf up onto the trailer. I speared the next one and tossed it up...
This story contains a moderate amount of anal sex, a dose of pegging(when a girl fucks a guy), girl on girl action, rimming, interracial sex and fetish of the foot variety. So if any or all of the things I listed above bother you or turn you off then I urge you to skip this story. Criticism and praise always welcomed. ***** "I hope you're ready for tonigh...
Thanks to Whoredinarygirl for wonderful words of encouragement, recommendations and editing this chapter. Thank you to my readers, especially those that take the time to provide constructive comments. I do take your comments into consideration and hope that I've improved the story with your help. To those who are offended, I would ask that you look somewhe...
This is the fourth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1, 2, and 3 first. Thank you to all who read my first three submissions and provided feedback. I hope you enjoy reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please, please leave comment and suggestions! ***** I opened the...
Copyright 2012 by the A. Van Peebles, All Rights Reserved * This is a true story, or as true as I remember it. I've changed some of the names, for obvious reasons. My name isn't Jenny, my boss isn't named Cynthia, and the club in question isn't called Club San Limites, but the club does exist in downtown Montreal under a different name. I've also omitted s...