Megan, Sally and Kelly were sprawled out on top of each-other on Sally's bed, sleeping deeply, to recover from the ultimate fucking that they'd all just received from their genies. Meanwhile, Marcio, Iago and Barnabus were sat on the bed with them, stroking their skin softly, and chatting. "I do love having a Mistress rather than a Master," Marcio smiled. "...
Authors note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen years of age. All characters are figures of the author's imagination. ++++++++++ After Cameron left to go see Tyler's mother, Beth volunteered to take the outside watch, and warn them if anyone approached the house. With Trish upstairs guarding Allen, Jenifer and Sharon were left alo...
Have you ever wondered why some authors seem more popular than others? Why do some stories get so many views and votes, while others languish without the hope of a little red "H"? Why does it seem easier to get into the toplists in some categories but impossible in others? Is there some secret formula for writing a popular story? Yes, actually, there is—at...
To Janet; and Sarah; and Julie, a free-spirited freckled redhead. It felt good...crazy good... Even as I was floating in that dreamy state of semi-consciousness, the erotic stimulation of her liquidy, lingual titilation, the pulsing suction of her moist lips, the playful teasing of her nimble fingers - all consorting to make my nipples tingle with pleasur...
(to Janet, forever unrequited; and Sarah, forever unattainable) * I can never explain the how, or why of this, but for as far back as I can remember, I've been captivated by girls inundated with freckles. Not merely a thin scattering across the bridge of the nose, but a dizzying display from head to toe; the more, the better. To this day, when confronted w...
"Family court is in session, Judge Sarah Charles presiding. First case on the docket is McGregor v. Grayson." Lara sat in the front row of the court room with Misha and Cedric, just behind Malcolm and Mr. Singer. Samantha McGregor sat next to her attorney looking nervous. An older woman sat with Sasha behind them—luckily, the little girl was asleep in her a...
I had indulged in a lot of soul searching over the events of the last few months. The confusing issues that now confronted me concerning our recent uncharacteristic sexually liberated behaviour had left my mind in a sort of quandary. Growing up as a lad in London, being one of five kids with three sisters, my attitude towards the opposite sex had always been...
I've gotten past all that "happily ever after" stuff. I'm never going to be the beautiful princess. I think I look pretty good for thirty-five (there, I said it), other than not enough boobs and too much butt. And I know there's no charming prince out there with a happily ever after in his pocket - my first husband cost me that illusion. Pete's no magical he...
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Chapter 2: The Luscious Lucy The walk from Raspberry's door around the marina to the boat would have been a long three blocks. I opted to drive around and park closer to the aging watercraft. At my age, walking was one the things I avoided as much as possible, even if my doctor did preach at me to great lengths about its value to my constitution, which had...