Peter peeled a branch back, confirming what he'd seen. There she was! Standing in the middle of the clearing was a green-skinned woman! Her purple hair, which looked like the splayed out petals of a rose, was impossible to miss among the browns and dull greens of the forest. She was naked, reclining on a rock as if sunning herself. With plump breasts and wid...
I consider myself lucky. While I'm not exactly what most women consider “hot”, I have a very attractive girlfriend. Mallory and I met as freshman - that was 2 years ago and we've been together ever since. She is shy and quiet (like me) which I’m sure has a lot to do why we've lasted. At times, our relationship has been difficult for me. But not because of a...
I woke up to see Sara and Judy standing next to the bed. They were wearing silk robes this time, but kept with the same color scheme, black for Sara and Red for Judy. They were short, going up almost to their crotches, and were low cut (Judy's cut lower than Sara's). "Good morning Tom. How did you sleep?" Judy asked. "Like shit." "Well, its a new day and i...
Authors note: This story is an immediate sequel to my first story "Carol's Christmas". The events of this story deal with the younger man named Marcus who Mrs. Carson initiated into the mysteries of sex and submission in "Carol's Christmas". * Marcus was sweating bullets as he rang the door. He burned for Mrs. Carson...Mistress Carol...and needed to be wi...
After a few hours out drinking with the boys I find my way to your apartment and ring the bell. We talk for a few seconds over the intercom before you let me in for a few moments. With a light buzz I slowly stagger my way up the stairs. The door is unlocked and I carefully lock it behind me as I enter. From the back bedroom I hear you call and there I find y...
Ross had to wait for the entire street to be empty before he dared enter the storefront he was stood near for a few minutes. He pretended to read the USA Today he'd found near a trash can until everyone's back was turned, and he jumped into the entrance of Mystical Solutions. As generic a name as any, Ross has received one email too many talking about 'natu...
Walking around the corner, the man who worships the Goddess, in all of Her glory, stood there, wide-eyed and wondering if She would pay him any mind. As She approached, he stood to the side, looking down, paying respect deserved of a Goddess, not wanting to meet eyes. "Hello my servant," The Goddess whispered, not wanting anyone to know there were words sp...
One night my wife was giving me a blowjob while we sat in our car in the parking lot of a rest area. She had removed her top and bra exposing her lovely 38DD tits. My jeans were down around my ankles and my stiff cock was warmly enveloped in her sucking mouth. I was rock hard and she had been slowly sucking on me for about ten minutes. A car pulled into th...
“How many mundane advantages does it take to win a fight with a god? How much firepower, logistical fortitude, manpower, morale, diplomacy, and genius does it take to match up to omnipotence? Circe doesn’t know, and that is the issue. It may be impossible, it may not be worth trying, or perhaps it can be attained. The only way to know is through experimentat...
Fictional story about fictional characters. (My version of S. 8, E. 8 "The Prom Equivalency") ***** Penny was behind the kitchen counter of her apartment making cocktails, awaiting the arrival of her friends Bernadette Wolowitz and Amy Farrah Fowler, when the door opened and they walked in carrying take-out food for everyone. Amy spied neat piles of cloth...