As you can tell from previous stories, Katie and I have a very active sex life. We are open to a lot of different options and very rarely turn down an opportunity to try something new. Of course, with her being best friends with Becca, they share their deepest wants and desires with each other. That usually ends up with something new happening and everybody...
Gretchen Lovewell Milf German athlete forced into a sexual marathon and bred. * * * * * This is a Jack Grierson story. It follows from the chapters of Her Fiancé's Father and several of my other stories. * * * * * Illustration by Calzas Jack ran up the trail as hard as he could. It was late afternoon in December and an early dusk was falling. While it...
So here I am on a Sunday trying to do what I normally do which is cross stitch and watch television. If I sound as if I was bored, it's because I was. I'm usually quite content to spend my Sunday quietly relaxing because Mondays are usually horrible. I managed to get a little of my quilt done and then gave up and called Annie to see what she was up to. I wa...
Adapted from the short story: HE WHO SHRANK by Henry Hasse First Published in the August, 1936 issue of Amazing Stories * * * * * ONE It was a Friday night and I was late. The new boy I was dating, Todd, had originally set the time to pick me up at 7:00 p.m. and I had pushed that back to eight. We had reservations at a steak house at 9:00 p.m. I didn't...
Ordinary life continued to tick by back in the prince's home country. While Gyllen was busy browsing books in a library some two thousand miles away, a single figure, dressed in a yellow hooded cloak and a frock of white as if to contemplate the uncommonly sunny Platinan afternoon and the marshmallow clouds drifting in the aether, was skipping merrily along...
Sandra I arrived at the short stay car park at Terminal 3, Heathrow airport after a two-hour drive from my home in a small town in the south west. The flight was not due in until 11.10am, but I had arrived almost an hour early as I was too excited to wait around at home any longer. The drive had been unpleasant; I had hit the morning rush hour and almost th...
Author's note: This story is a complete work of fiction. Any reference to any actual place or location is purely coincidental, references to anyone living or dead is used in a fictional or literary manner only. I would like to thank everyone who left comments and voted for the first chapter; the warm reception is most gratifying. I would personally like to t...
Hiya, my lovely readers. Ever so sorry for the long wait. I lost my editor and was in limbo for a while. Thanks to a lovely fairy called Arielu who introduced me to the wonderful Max. You're both stars. Thank you Max for the wonderful editing. I hope you all enjoy. Please do remember to leave me a feedback. Cheers! .. MW.. Nicole paced around the bedro...
Lord Ethan Nogard was watching engrossed as two women engaged in a delirious sexual encounter a few steps from him. He was secretly celebrating the death of his uncle, the King, in the battlefields of the north. His cousin, the first in line to sit on the throne, had been taken prisoner by the enemy and he most certainly was dead too. Lord Ethan's chances to...
The question was asked: "Okay... Where's the most exotic place you've had sex, and what was it like…???" My reply: No question; a deserted stretch of beach on Padre Island, Texas… I got off work early one Friday and drove down to Padre Island arriving in the early afternoon and set up a simple, but cozy little camp site there… I had arranged to meet a nic...