"Ross, we need to talk about something." Sian said to her husband. "What is it?" Ross asked. He didn't like the sound of this, conversations that started like this were usually not good. This would be different though. "I've been thinking." Sian continued. "In the couple of months I've been working at the house, we've only shagged what, half a dozen times...
Hello again. We're on the third chapter of Hana's story and I hope you're all still enjoying it. Thank you for the kind reviews. They mean a lot. ***** They let her undress privately. Hana shimmied the dress down to her waist and sat in the modified chair. As she leaned forward, the leather of the chest rest chilled her skin. She took a deep breath to sett...
A/N: Oh boy! This next section might be a quick read for a few of ya'll due to all the stuff that happens. That's how it works with me at least. The more action pact a scene is the faster I write and read lol. I want to thank the following people for their comments on my last part of this story- 3 anon comments (to the one who critique that last part, I do...
Author's Note: This story will start a series about step-mothers. I have received a couple of requests from readers asking that I write about step-mothers. Each story will be about a different step-mother and her sexual escapades. The first story will be about a step-mother who I actually met while I was stationed in Italy in the 1960's. The story is fiction...
Beth sat on Joe's lap facing him. He nuzzled his face between her bare tits. She turned her head and looked back at me. "Man, Beth has some great tits!" Joe mumbled as his lips latched on to Beth's left nipple. Beth moaned and her eyes rolled back in her head. I could hardly believe I was watching another man suck my wife's tit. It was my fault, I guess. I...
*Second instalment of the series, enjoying writing it so will keep it going. Any suggestions on what you'd like to see in future instalments? Have an idea of where I want this to go but am always open to feedback. Enjoy!* ***** I feel – reinvigorated after last night, it helped to relieve a lot of the stress I suppose. I wake to the dying embers of last ni...
I had worked with Anne for a couple of years and had socialized quite a bit with both she and her husband Patrick at the time. But having left that company, I hadn't seen her for quite a while. It was a very pleasant surprise then to see her as I entered the bar to pass away some time one Friday evening. On seeing me, she ordered me a glass of my favourite w...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
She tucked her wings in slightly picking up speed as her house came into view, descending low enough to trail her fingers through the treetops before diving into a gap between the trees. Then, flaring her wings out again to slow her decent and stop the dive, she made a graceful arc, fluttering her wings at the top of it, her bare toes touching the sun warmed...
Here in lies a story told by Dirty Slut's Vagina, as only she can tell it. It is hoped that any further questions about Dirty Slut's intimate history be laid to rest with this story, and any further stories written by this Vagina later on. All human beings are born "A" Sensual, and innocent. Hi! I'm Dirty Slut's Vagina, or as some would say her Pussy, and o...