"Where ya off to Red?" Pink asked her half sister. "I'm off to Grandma's house with a basket of goodies for her," Red replied and smiled her beauty pageant winning smile, striking that perfect pose for the cameras. Kiss ass bitch, "Oh how nice of you." Pink replied dripping with false admiration. "Yes, it is isn't it?" Red got a wistful look on her face....
Brenda Baker sat at her dressing table and using a dark eyebrow pencil, carefully outlined a mustache and goatee over her lip and on her chin!!! When she was satisfied with the result, she sprinkled a generous dab of hair creme into her hand, worked it into her scalp, and then combed her short hair in the classic male style part on the left comb to the right...
Diolch yn fawr! Sara Rasmussen for your editorial guidance. Please leave comments and feedback for me so I know what works and what doesn't as I write up the rest of this story. This series will include two kinds of chapters: story chapters, called '(story)' in the blurb and sex scenes, called '(scene)' in the blurb. The sex scenes will be diverse. You can...
She had the softest skin. I knew that before I even touched her. Her lips were soft. A little wet. Red. Our tongues wrapped around each other. A long kiss. She gave herself without holding back. We kissed again. I'd seen her around. Someone pointed her out to me. A friend. Of mine. Of hers. She said we ought to meet. To play. She knew us both a little too...
Without hesitation or waiting for Julie to move her hand, Amanda leaned down to press her face between her friend's legs. Julie spread herself wider for her friend's attentions, leaning back on her hands. Amanda reached around to dig her new claws into Julie's furry ass in order to hold the woman still. She pressed her face against the woman's clit and lips,...
I based this story loosely on "Little Red Riding Hood" by Charles Perrault, published in 1697. This is a completely original story, but does use characters suggested by Mr. Perrault. In a late seventeenth century English village, the average life expectancy was about Thirty-six years of age (likely due to lack of modern medical cures, and higher child mort...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. It contains heterosexual and lesbian sexual activity. --------------- ----------------- The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental....
Jeff woke up confused and hurting. The desert sun was near the horizon, but he couldn't tell if it was dawn or dusk. His memory was slightly clouded and he guessed it was because of the large bump on his head. Jeff sat up and looked around him more closely. The throbbing pain in his head brought him awake much quicker, along with jump-starting his memory…...
This story is based on the fictional character of Little Red Riding Hood when she is a grown up woman over the age of 20 years. All characters or creatures in this story are based on humans. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - In a land far, far away lived Red Riding Hood. She had matured into a woman with the most sensual flowing red hair, the cape...
It was late afternoon and I was watching the sun go down across the harbor in Hong Kong. I loved this city. It was a witch's brew of culture, drama and excitement. If you were bored in Hong Kong then it was your own fault. Today I had attended a gallery exhibit opening for my niece, a young bohemian diva who found that the atmosphere here fueled her creative...