A year and a half after losing my virginity to my parents' neighbor, Lynne James, I had been home from school for every vacation. Lynne described my visits as "make up classes" and the last one was "summer school." She'd taught me everything I knew about sex and especially the part of the curriculum that focused on pleasuring a woman. She stressed that onc...
This is the story of a man and a ghost. Not the usual ghost story however. This was a most unusual haunting... Bob Johansen sat down wearily on his couch. The last of the boxes were unpacked. He was officially moved in. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. He couldn't really blame his ex-wife for looking for more excitement. But she should hav...
If this story pleases you, send me an encouraging email. This is a work of original fiction. Do not copy it or use it without the express written permission of the author. Enjoy. – moreau * * * * * The air in the dance club was intoxicated with the pulsing boom-boom of hip hop, spilled beer and cosmopolitan floor wash, and the musky mingling of smoke and s...
As I released swimsuit model Kate Upton's clitoris from my lips I shinned up to her nipples and started simultaneously sucking and massaging them. As she groaned in pleasure I moved my hips up, buried my rock hard cock in her pussy in one forceful thrust, and started undulating my pelvis. In short order she was screaming in ecstasy as I jettisoned a week's w...
While many of you thought that life moved a little fast, odd, etc... Remember that Vivien is a fan of Urban fiction and has been following the shifter story for a while. On top of that, there are all kinds of relationships. This one just went a little smoother than most. That said, a little bit of chaos is about to erupt in the Davis house. You'll get to see...
Part 2 of Making me Wait Waiting: I hear a creak in to floor above, is she coming back now my body involuntarily shudders. Seconds pass, nothing. My heart beat, I can feel it in my chest, heat coming from my belly sore oh so sore. More time passes, another sound, a door being opened and shut far away. Heart skips a beat. ......... Laughter, a muted voice m...
Chapter VII Reema felt better the next morning. She bounced out of bed, stripped off her nightwear, and began her day. After eyeing the wardrobe she'd picked out the night before, she impulsively scrapped everything and started over, coordinating a new outfit. First she squeezed into a slim pair of jeans. Then she added a thin, white sweater with a rounded...
After Peter had publicly announced his home staff that his wife Leena was a submissive and that the Indian girl most of them had enjoyed so often was their mistress wearing just a skin pigment, the atmosphere had dramatically changed. The previous austere formality had vanished. Leena was now considered basically as just another staff member, a maid especial...
I would like to thank 'freaknut' for her help in writing this entire story. She gave me direction where I had none, and inspiration where I needed it. ***** After that fateful Saturday night -- which spilled into Sunday morning and afternoon -- the three of us fell into a routine of hot, intense sex. We'd meet each Saturday afternoon, lounge around the po...
Greg had no idea. Well, that was not entirely true. It was more like he did not understand. He was certain that whoever had killed Yuki was a vampire. What he did not understand was why. What was even worse, he knew, was that he would have to report it to Akuma soon. It would still be a few days as of yet before Akuma could be contacted by cellular phone....