As the sun began to lower over the trees Monica yet again stepped from a refreshing shower. Her hour of skyping with her Uncle left she and her bed sheets a mess. Drying herself off with her favorite powder blue towel she drapes and ties it around her glorious body. Her bedroom window as ever wide open to enjoy the afternoon breeze. She opts to change her s...
Thanks to my faithful editor who is always there no matter what happens. This is another edited version, it didn't change just there are no spelling mistakes. I hope everyone likes it. Rate and comment ;). *** I had to literally sit down on the bed to think. Me, a stubborn, stray, werewolf assassin, soul mates with a high, almighty, pack leader. This was...
*ALEX* I sauntered into the city library with a few friends. As soon as I walked in, the hush-hush atmosphere fell upon me like a ton of bricks. I guess it was probably all the conditioning I experienced as a child. Strangely, my friends had seemed unaffected. They continued talking and laughing like we were still out on the busy street. A few customers gav...
"Ooooh, ahhhhhh, OOOOOH, AHHHHH..." Victoria's moans of pleasure echoed off the walls of the shower enclosure. She was leaning against the back wall, one hand cupping a full breast, the other buried between her thighs. She was on the brink of orgasm when a flash of movement in the bathroom doorway caught her eye. Stifling a shriek, she relaxed slightly as s...
The weekend went by without much incident. Chris worked hard at the restaurant and Sarah took care of his wounds at the end of his shift. Johnny would peek his head in the office and see how he was healing up. The veterans would look on at Chris' back; Johnny would say something like 'How could a kid take that?' and Sarah would tell him that he was a good bo...
Still in Barbara's words: The previous episode described how my upbringing by my conservative religious mother taught that a wife should be submissive to her husband. I had taken that to its extreme and became a totally devoted subservient wife solely interested in pleasing my husband, Ken, and carrying out his every demand and wish. I had passed his test by...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
“Step up on this ledge, Cinna" “No. Not there--someone might see me” she replied. “If you didn’t want to do this you wouldn’t have answered my ad. Would you, Cinna?” Cinna had walked the five blocks to this address in the ridiculous costume he had instructed her to wear. She felt conspicuous but the clamor of trick or treaters was a good cover. Her real...
Every year I go to Las Vegas for a convention and it is always a good time. I eat like a king, drink like a fish and spend like Rockefeller. I usually meet up with friend while I am there and play a few rounds of golf and go to a few strip clubs too but this year none of my buddies could make it. I was kind of bummed about flying solo but it ended up being t...
It was the day the storm came to Puerto Preto. Luisa's grandmother, Señora Maria-Luisa Llobet de Rodriguez, dressed in black, pressed her ample weight against the window frame on the second floor of No.5 Calle Manjon and fanned herself with her grandson's hat. She sucked in a breath of air and watched a stray dog drag its weary body along the pavement below....