Author's notes: I'm no stranger to writing fiction or smut, but this is my first "true" smut story, so please be kind with any feedback. I love JAG, but despise Mac. This is my opportunity to reveal her for how I truly saw her. Summary: Things are not what they seem when Mac is summoned to the General's office. ****** Sarah 'Mac' Mackenzie was an attracti...
I'll never forget the day Emily breezed into town. That first day, with her long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, faded blue jeans and fitted black t-shirt. By looking at her, if you didn't know better, you probably would have thought she belonged here. But something about her…we all knew she didn't quite belong. To be fair, no one really took the ti...
Copyright 2004 by the author, all rights reserved. I met her at the Midtown Health Club. She was one hot looking woman and dressed to get any guy excited. You know: short skirt almost up to her ass, a top with deep cleavage that showed most of her tits, that sort of thing. "Hi, I'm Polly. What's your name?" Hey, a friendly chick. "Roger." "That's a nice...
"Why did I get engaged in the first place?" I asked myself on the morning of my bachelor party. Was it peer pressure, parental meddling, lust? I clearly remember thinking "Hell, I'm too young, I just graduated from Ohio State and now I'm marrying a southern bell of a classmate in The Big Easy." The wedding was two days away, my tuxedo had been rented, all...
***Note Before You Start*** I said that if people liked the first one, I'd upload again. People seemed to like it, so here is Ch. 02 of the series. The stories are all different scenarios, but with the same characters, and hopefully, the fact that the lovers in the tales are 18 or over goes without saying. For this one, please take into consideration that I...
"You missed a spot." "Huh!" "You missed a spot... up there in the corner." "Oh... yeah I see it... I'll get it in a minute... right now I need to sit down and take a break." "Ah, come on... don't poop out on me already... You've been telling me for the last three weeks you'd help me paint this eyesore of a kitchen." "Yeah, yeah I know... but we're almos...
Amber Sullivan sat at the kitchen table, sipped tea, and thought about her husband and her marriage. The day before had been her third wedding anniversary, but her husband had not mentioned it, had not acknowledged it. Amber sighed and a frown crossed her face. It's not as if he forgot it, she thought; it's as if he ignored it, as if it didn't mean anything...
CHAPTER ONE My ankles are crossed, and I smooth my pleated skirt over my lap. Today is the day. Word is that this new preacher, Pastor Ben Owens, is a hottie. Personally, I cannot imagine a preacher being anything other than middle-aged, overweight, and balding. That is what the other ministers in my life have been. Bless their hearts. I fan myself with th...
I'm Delilah (most people call me Del). Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm 18 years old with red hair and brown eyes. I stand about 5'4" tall and weigh 110 lbs. My tits are small, about 34B, but my nipples are real pointy and sensitive. I trim my pussy, but still have a good bit of naturally red hair. I look forward to Sundays ALL WEEK and I had the m...
Chapter 1 - Cynthia Prologue: If you're reading this what you're about to read is pretty much 99% the truth. I'm writing this in order to quantify my sexual life in a more complete and expressive way than just the usual highlights reel men have in their minds. Sex is something too precious to be taken for granted and allowed to turn stale, wither and die. A...