Imagine this. You’re at the bar and you see your celebrity crush, Chloe Bennet. You chat her up and she takes you into the bathroom. She starts to unbuckle your pants and you get nervous. You’ve never had sex due to your size. She pulls your pants down and…..she doesn’t laugh. She just takes off her pants and puts your dick inside her. You keep slipping out...
Laying down, the soft straw underneath her cushioning her back, the young woman looked up and smiled at the farm boy as he pulled off his shirt. Opening her bare legs to him, she giggled as he marvelled at her pussy. Climbing on top of her, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him to her as she planted a passionate kiss on his lips. As she closed her eye...
Thanks to my team. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. Sbrooks103x also gives me a pre-post read. My editors are Girlinthemoon, Norafares, GeorgeAnderson, Hale1 and Pixel the Cat. Love you all. Thanks to Qhml1 for the idea for this story event. This is a romance, within the theme of the event. What can I say? I'm a romantic girl. When...
DISCLAIMER - This is a work of erotic parody/fan fiction. Though many characters in this story are based on real people, their portrayal and actions are fictional and should be treated only as fantasy for entertainment purposes. No money is gained from writing or sharing this story. This story contains adult content not to be read by anyone under the age of...
You couldn't make Samara play with you, she had to want it. She wasn't the sort of woman who gave sexual favours out like candy, or who'd gratify you because she thought you were a nice person. She did things on her terms; if she wanted, when she wanted, and how she wanted. She strode into the room wearing a red latex dress, fishnets and heels. Her long da...
The ice and snow stretched as far as she could see. She hated it. With a passion that bordered on obsessive, Samara had come to hate the snow. She wished that the leader of the Amazon-like group of women hadn't chosen to travel away from their lovely tropical coast. But she had. Their army was larger than it had been when they'd started out over a year ago....
Samara wanted an update on what she called 'her girl'. Val was disinclined to tell her too much, given that he was starting to develop feelings for Aimee. Sure, in the beginning, he was happy to share, but he now the felt the urge for privacy. He wanted to protect what was going on between them. On the other hand, it was now Wednesday, and he wanted to cal...
Valery and Samara sat in the cafe, drinking coffee. She wanted to know how his date had gone and he was happy to talk about it. 'She's the most sexually repressed woman you can imagine,' Val explained. Samara stirred her coffee. 'Sorry. I thought she sounded alright. Better luck with the next one.' He shook his head. 'No, I'm not interested in another one...
We spill out of the club in a wash of laughter and Samara stumbles across the parking lot in her red heels, a drunken African goddess. Rekha grabs a fistful of her dreadlocks, wrenches her head back, licks her ebony face and playfully slaps her ass. Pounding dance music, acrid cigarette smoke and the clamor of voices cling to us like ghosts as we dance out i...
Once again Harry was first at the post desk and was soon sorting out the mail for Samara and his section. She arrived at her desk and took her post. "Good morning Harry! Thank you for sorting the post for me again. Did you have a nice evening last night?" "It was not exactly nice," said Harry with a smirk. "It was very hard work. It was also very stimulati...