Renata Almonacid Stories

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Halloween Masquerade

by TE999 on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman

Renata Vadja couldn't help but lick her crimson lips in anticipation of the evening's Halloween gala at the Van Renslater mansion. So many possibilities for a passionate encounter with a lovely woman and afterwards she'd feast. Blood tasted much sweeter after her victim had climaxed, possibly more than once. She never killed, that would draw unnecessary atte...

A Weekend With Renata-Saturday Morn

by Lestat2k02 on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Authors Note: "A Weekend With Renata-Saturday" is the 2nd part of the trilogy sequel to my story "Renata Gets A Ride". The number of people that read, "Renata Gets A Ride" has really floored me and the voting on it has made it my highest scoring story to date. I had intended for "Renata Gets A Ride" to be a stand alone story, but because of the number of re...

A Weekend With Renata: Sunday

by Lestat2k02 on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Authors Note: "A Weekend With Renata-Sunday" is the 3rd and final part of the trilogy sequel to my story " Renata Gets A Ride". I had intended for "Renata Gets A Ride" to be a stand alone story, but because of the number of readers it accumulated I've decided to do sequels because "hey I never know when to leave a good thing alone..." [chuckle] [chuckle...

Jack Redman

by egmontgrigor2010 on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

CHAPTER 1 Six years on from college graduation, Lana, Chloe, Jo and Addison met for their weekly Friday lunch at the Palm Court Café in the heart of the gallery of Palm Court Mall. From such a strategic location they could let fly waspish asides on unfashionably dressed women, wave to people they knew and rev up their hormones by watching, minds racing, the...

True to You in My Fashion

by truman5 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

"So why did you stand me up last week" the short dark-haired girl asked her blonde companion. They seemed an unlikely pair. Renata, the dark haired questioner wore no make-up, her outfit black except for the splashes of dried, brightly colored paint on her workshirt. Her hair was slightly disheveled and her only jewelry were rows of steel plugs that started...

A Weekend With Renata-Friday

by Lestat2k02 on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Authors Note: This is the sequel to my story "Renata Gets A Ride". The number of people that read it has really floored me and the voting on it has made it my highest scoring story. I had intended for "Renata Gets A Ride" to be a stand alone story, but because of the number of readers it accumulated I've decided to do a sequel because "hey I never know whe...

Fetishes Awakened Pt. 02

by sds195 on Sep 12, 2018
Fetish

The next morning I woke up in bed alone. I heard talking in the kitchen so I slowly rose and headed out without bothering to cover myself up. "Good morning," Renata beamed a smile at me from the kitchen table. She was sitting there in her robe with Carol across from her - fully dressed - each with a cup of coffee in front of them. "Oh jesus," Carol giggled...

Renata's Vacation Ch. 05

by Calandria on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

As opening day approached at our new club near Almería, our preparations became more urgent, and I decided to take Martina into my confidence as a sort of second-in-command, to fulfil the role I had started to take on under Doña Francisca at the club we had so recently left behind. Sergio was in full agreement, especially as it meant the three of us sleeping...

When Aunty Visited

by Moondrift on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

"I don't need her here, I don't want her here," complained Dennis, "I can look after myself." "Well, we can hardly say no to her Dennis; she's asked if she can stay here until she gets settled, and besides, she'll be able to cook for you and look after the place while we're gone." "I can cook and look after the place," muttered Dennis, knowing he was wast...

Renata Gets a Ride

by Lestat2k02 on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

I don’t know where to start this story, sure it’s easy to say ‘just start at the beginning’, but this story really has multiple beginnings. I could agonize over which of the beginnings to ‘start’ with, but rather than doing that I think I’ll start right where I am now, at the end of the story. So where am I right now you ask, well I’m lying on my back, naked...