Thursday Madeline wakes the next morning to her mate nuzzling her neck. His hands are on her small breasts and she can feel the hard length of him against her backside. [Are you awake, my Blossom?] The send is quiet. She groans and moves. "Mmm, no. I need more waking." She smiles, where he cannot see. He growls then, nipping at her ears and, while the f...
"Vaughan!" Jemima pounced as I closed our front door behind me, before I'd even dropped my briefcase and gym-bag. She flung her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my hips, ensconcing me in black cotton, bleached hair and the overpowering aroma of her special occasion, vetiver bath oil. Her tongue ram-raided my mouth and her heart knocked against...
It took Jim and Dana a while to find the address they were searching for. They hadn't been to this part of the city often and they had to drive down the street three times before they finally found the correct driveway. "There it is," Dana said with a mixture of excitement and nervousness in her voice. Jim pulled up to the front of the nondescript looking...
Morgan always dreamed of a big, strong, magnificently muscled stallion being her lover. Hard to the touch all over, brawny, able to protect her so she'd feel safe in his powerful arms. She longed to strum his cut abs like a banjo, abs that were armor-hard plates that could shrug off a sledgehammer to the gut without a wince. Her boyfriend, Roger, was nothi...
I wrote this story using the characters Jennifer and Michael from the story "My Dream Girl". This isn't exactly a sequel to it. Only the characters are the same. Please read 'My Dream Girl' in the First Time category for the background of this story. Hope you enjoy this as well. Love.- "Angiesteve69" -------------------------------- Life isn't easy as anyo...
(Chapter 17) "Playground of Delights" (circa-1986) When he told his brother Frank he was going on holiday to Spain with his friend Chris Hall he wasn't surprised to see him in the departure lounge at Newcastle Airport but he didn't expect to see him carrying his seen-better-days forces suitcase. The roar of the Rolls Royce engines in reverse thrust and th...
I awoke on the sofa feeling warm and snuggly. I usually like waking up slowly, listening to the morning news that Harvey puts on the TV, feeling his bulk on the couch next to me, feeling his hands gently running up and down my legs. Sometimes as I'm dozing, he plays with my cunt and brings me off. This morning, however, was a little different. I woke and fo...
The morning sky was grey and cloudy, and a steady rain had been pouring down for about an hour when I got there. The uniforms had found the guy sitting up against a plastic dumpster behind a dingy little neighborhood bar on West Elm. At first they thought he was just drunk. Down in that part of Chicago, anything can turn up, and drunks are just part of the n...
Ch 6 (of 7) -- Women's stinky feet -- at 30,000 ft! Danny Dawson and his three former school pals, all of them eighteen-year-old school leavers with no job or training to go to upon their leaving education and, (would-be) 'career claimants', had duly reported to the location of their placements, as assigned to them by their local Job Centre. * The recen...
Author's Notes: First and foremost, Always Faithful is a work of fiction; no characters depict any known persons. To the best of the author's knowledge, there is no women's clothing manufacturer by the name of Business Lady. Chapter 4.2 ended with an evening dinner date with Laura, Dan and Artsy. * Four -- Year of Turmoil -- 4.3 Business Lady and Bitch --...