A Halloween Sex Tale Fucking rain on Halloween. Isn't that like, a double curse? The one night when the dead are supposed to rule the earth… and they make it rain. "Light my cigarette, Gerry." Trisha cooed to me. "Sure thing, tootz," I said, in character. Well, sort of. She was Ms. Marilyn Monroe after all. And I was… sort of a Gerry…...
Lisa had just got out of the car and boy was she dressed to kill. A short black spandex hot pants with a black bikini top and thigh high 5 inch black boots. She had the outfit on all day for the added effect and now she was going to be dancing in the boots for the next 8 hours. A friend she had talked to on AOL for many months was coming to see her dance and...
Some people are walking disaster areas, so what would happen if a very together and successful man falls for a ditzy but sexy woman? Sparks fly between Mitch and Lisa in this romantic story. It is a slow build to hot sex in later chapters, with lots of clashes of personality and misunderstanding in-between. * Ellie was explaining to Lisa what she would...
God, it was hot, unbearably hot. Sweat beaded up against Lydia's skin but offered no relief from the heat. She tried to cry out but the gag in her mouth held her jaws open, her poor lips and tongue dried and cracking from the relentless heat. The heat that was only made worse by the rubber suit covering her head to toe. It held her tightly, seeming to shrink...
ROBBIE Taking the remainder of his sports uniform and shoving it in his duffel bag. Robbie untucked the towel from around his waist and dried the water that beaded on his chest, arms and back. The shower felt good. He loved playing, had a good practice and felt sore. He picked up the boxers off the bench and proceeded to dress. 'Hey. I thought I was the l...
If you're underage or offended by erotic literature, don't read any further. In fact if either of those describes you-get off this website. This work is not available for copy or distribution without permission from the author. * My name is...well name's not important. Call me Ishmael-nah, just kidding. You can call me Nick. But I'm not writing this to...
I was such a young thing back then—so fresh and not quite ripe. At eighteen, my body was strong and flexible, as it always is in the blossom of youth, and it permitted me to do anything. Days and nights in Aquitaine—where the land was lush and the people languorous and passionate—were spent moving. In the early days, before I became duchess, I would wake mid...
************* This is a fictional story about two adults engaging in consensual "Daddy"/girl age roleplay. This is not an incest story; the characters are not related. Please note, at no point in this story is there any reference to sex with a minor. The woman in the story is in her twenties, and even during the age-play scenarios, she is intended to be 18+...
Chapter 19 – How Roxy became a chauffeur "You are not going to believe this," Andrew said. He managed one of Ted's businesses down by the beach. He was one of the few employees who were aware of Ted's special interests. "Believe what?" Ted asked taking the bait. "A new guy started working out over there about a week ago," Andrew said indicating the beac...
I went into the bedroom took a quick shower (I was just too tired to wait for a hot bath) I came out and decided to go see if Danny was still down stairs in the den. In our house you can look down into the den at the top of the stairs. I walked over drying myself and looked down. Do you know what that son of a bitch was doing? He was sitting there in his cha...