My heart pounds as I tip-toe across the soft, pink carpet in my parents' room. I'm home alone. My stepmother's lingerie collection awaits. A floorboard creaks as I make my way to the dresser. I'm facing my worst nightmare--getting caught playing with Ann's lacy undies. But I'm totally hooked on wrapping myself in her silk and lace. I decide to move forward....
37 Lis was slipping on her navy blue Jimmy Choo pumps when she first heard the noise outside her front door. She figured that one of her neighbors must have been moving something big into their residence as she checked herself out in the full length mirror. She was wearing a navy blue business suit and she knew she looked good in it. The skirt was a bit lon...
This is my third Tug story. In this one, our hero and his Atlantean wife solve the mystery of Jack the Ripper; thereby, saving the world from Nazi Armageddon. Their discoveries expose the real truth behind the Whitechapel murders, along with some of the more unsavory elements of Victorian England. Along the way, they meet the legendary Victorian swashbuckler...
Evening mists licked the feathered edges of the shadows as they lengthened across the valley floor. Dusk was enveloping the low depression and the tattered big top that stood in a sort of forlorn solitude, alone except for an equally neglected Winnebago and a rusted-out pickup parked nearby. Along the perimeter of the adjacent property overlooking the valley...
I tried something I thought was different in my last story Got to Choose, where the "bad girl" wins in the end. It wasn't received that well compared to my others. Oh well. Thanks for reading and for providing your feedback. Before the anons start nit picking the fast weight loss in this one, I based that on my friend. He lost 115 pounds in 9 months. Than...
This is just a romp into over the top fantasy with some serious nastiness of the anal persuasion at the front end followed by what I think is humorous. It's all dialogue. "Ooooo! What are you doing back there? Is that your…" "I'm tonguing your sweet little ass hole." "You enjoy doing that?" "Do you like the way it feels?" "Oh, yeah…sure…feels great. Do...
Every man reaches the point in his life where he says in the back of his mind, "I've had enough of this bullshit." It had taken me more than a few months of constantly counting to ten, biting my tongue, turning my cheek, and walking away to find myself at the point I found myself in. It would not take much to get me to the boiling point. I am a patient man...
Author's note: disabled comments because of spam and TMIs. If you liked the story, give it a rating and favourite, and maybe write something of your own. ***** Shortly after I started working for them, Victoria's Secret had briefly been down four Angels. Alessandra Ambrosio had found that she could make more money and become more famous by doing porn, whi...
Anja Josefsen is my all time favorite Penthouse Pet. In the past I have emailed the folks at Penthouse asking how I could write to her and was told that they had lost touch with her and don't know of a way to contact her. Since Penthouse hasn't kept in touch with her, I'd like to present this open letter to Anja Josefsen in hopes that she is out there, Goog...
Part 2: The Two-Step We had been at it for six weeks and were making good progress. I had arranged my works schedule around Trish's. We were doing clean up on Sunday when I got a phone call from one of the au pairs employed in our city. She believed that the child she was responsible for or she was being stalked when she was out in the park. She told me w...