Chapter 8 Max's theory about being out in public, so that we could manage to get to know each other better, was a fairly sound one; except that we did usually end up ducking into some alleyway or a public toilet or in the car to fuck each other to satisfaction. I don't know if the reason for this was behaviour was because he had an exhibitionistic streak or...
The pressure of quarantine pushed people from their apartments as far as their fire escapes. Aysa sat on her fire escape on the fifteenth floor of the old apartment building, soaking in the respite. But respite wasn't the only reason. Several stories below, on the top of the neighboring apartment building was a secret garden. The garden was laid green with...
I honestly didn't know butch women bodybuilders like getting dominated and fisted, I said with a condescending smile as I shoved my fist deeper inside Yasmeen "Yaz" Wahid's tight pussy. The short-haired, muscular Lebanese Muslim dyke groaned softly and I playfully smacked her face. Yasmeen's eyes flashed with anger but there was absolutely nothing she could...
Being with my baby is more than just being close Being with her is heaven on earth and I love her so much I want and need the full dose of all the joy love can bring. When she whispers to me that she loves me my whole body reacts like an eruption of a volcano. And when she lays her head on my chest and I feel her soft hands wandering to where I hope they...
My apologies to A Night at the Opera. Chico: So now I tell you how we fly to America. Translation: So now I tell you how we write porn in America. Chico: First time we start we getta half way and we run outa gasoline. And we gotta go back. Translation: First time we start we get a rich bitch and a rich hunk and put them in a small, dark room together. Pl...
When a girl with a conservative upbringing enters the world of the bold and the beautiful, some thing has to give; learn how this little thing gave her virginity to a guy from whom she went to learn tennis; Well that girl happened to be me and my story is all the fault of the man who became my husband; You see, as a typical Tamil Middle class girl, I was en...
"This is why you needed to see me?" my father said, gesturing toward Jeff. "What did you do to Sabrina? That poor girl ran off like she was being chased by a posse." Jeff smiled. "That's an apt analogy. A posse would be appropriate for her role in this. But I have no doubt you are the mastermind of this deal with the devil." "I don't have to put up with t...
First off: I know it has been a while & that's my fault. I am soooo sorry for taking so long, but upon request I did make the story longer, which took more time than I expected. In Word document, this story was 26 pages long but on Lit it's only 4 or 5. I am not going to give any excuses but being a writer is more difficult than I thought lol. Secondly,...
She stands at the busy bar and waits to be served. It is nearly closing time and she wants that last drink before she leaves. Three different bar-staff work frantically to serve the last orders. A giant hulk of a man, young and fresh faced, takes her money and leans across the bar to take her order. Vodka, she requests. She has already noticed him looking do...
Allen Tate just got home from work. He is a pharmacist at a local Walgreens and had just finished a 12 hour shift. It was about 8 at night when he pulls into his drive way. He sees his wife's car there sitting beside a big black SUV. Who knows who the SUV belongs to as well and know it means his long day just turned into a long night. He parks behind Gwen's...