Tim It was a toss-up as to which of us was more nervous: Jill, me . . or Millie. I think it was Millie. Millie is a contemporary of mine, a very brilliant woman, a clinical psychologist. For years, she'd been deeply immersed in religious-oriented work until, one day, she came to the conclusion that the philosophies she was involved in seemed to be more fal...
She felt Larry before she saw him, his big warm hands sliding over her arms to massage her shoulders through her white silk blouse. Vicky gasped and spun her office chair around to face him. She was getting a little tired of this! Larry smiled innocently, pulling his hands away and stepping back. The office junior was just out of college and looked every bit...
Please read "Nights of the Arabian Sea Ch. 1" to get a complete understanding of this incident. This is a continuation of the Ch. 1. * * * * * Elvis and Natasha came back close to 15 minutes past 2.00 a.m, not that aunty Lizy was really waiting for them. People were saying goodbyes and leaving one after the other. I looked out of my skin for Neena and the...
Chapter Two By the time I came back out of the bathroom, a few million sperm spinning toward the water-treatment plant behind me, I had already begun to feel embarrassed. The high was wearing off. I had just engaged Rita Distefano, my 40-something crush, in a highly-charged discussion about sex scenes in books. At the time, it had seemed to go famously, be...
"You'll need to nuzzle in deeper than that to lick me, Honey." Ms. E's voice was a gentle contralto - just as calm and pleasant as it was when she greeted me in the hall. "Are you going to crack my head like a walnut again?" She'd pulled up her skirt so our eyes could meet, and she could see that I was smiling. "I'd never." But we both knew that she would...
Jezebel flopped onto the sweat-soaked sheets and groaned in frustration: nothing was working. Not the old familiar toys or the brand new, expert-recommended models. She'd been at it for hours, trying every combination she could think of, but nothing had helped. Sure, it was fun -a lot of fun- and she'd finished herself off plenty of times -more than plenty-...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities between any character in this story and any real person are coincidental and unintended. This is the second story in a series. You should read the initial chapter of The Second Generation because this chapter story picks up where the prior one ended. Comments on this story, both favorable and unfavorable, a...
Chapter 49 -- Nguyet dabbles in Prostitution "When can I finally play the hooker?" asked Nguyet as soon as we had sat down at the café. It sounded a little more dramatic than it actually was, as all she wanted was to add a little spice to our affair. I didn't answer immediately but lit a cigarette first. "Whenever you want: next week?" I replied eventuall...
This might be the longest chapter I have ever written on this profile! Be sure to give feedback if you have any requests of what you want these sex crazed step-siblings to do to each other...More depraved the better! Disclaimer: This is all a publication of fiction and in no way happened. This may also get a little unrealistic. You have been warned. ------...
Vesper held tightly to Samir as the young looking man walked with her in his arms up the many staircases of the spa. She thought he would take her to her room, but then she remembered that it was currently a wreck. Mr. Hughes had smashed down her door. For a moment, she worried about where her kittens were, but knew that someone from the staff would have che...