Jill lead Tim inside by his cock dropping it long enough to turn around and press her body to his. Their lips met as Jill pressed her tits and cunt against his hard body. Hands were every where, his was on her tits squeezing, pinching, caressing as if he couldn't get enough. Jill moaned as Tim's tongue darted into her mouth fucking it as if it were his hard...
Act I Valentine -I- Picture the most glorious, deliriously lovely spring afternoon the south of England ever dared to see. It was a day of such buttery warmth, spread in fields of fragrant grass and daffodils, when her 'loving' father and mother committed her. She was deemed "unfit for polite society due to mental infirmity" and sent to Mistress Halifax's...
My college career was fast coming to an end as most students left campus for Spring break. Another six weeks and it would be all over and I would be on my way to Florida to begin my teaching career. I hurried up the steps of the library for my evening shift as a librarian assistant. I had to supplement my G I Bill income with a student work job and working a...
Rian and Grace This is the second installment in the series. You really should read "Rian" before reading this. These two stories are my first real attempt at erotic fiction, so please feel free to let me know what you think. Grace awoke slowly, feeling a strange, warm sensation drifting over her cheekbones, eyes and forehead. Gradually the haziness of sle...
Katherine Banks could feel the hot wind blowing through her hair as she sped along in the red convertible. She couldn’t believe it when she arrived at the airport, the car that her publishing company had rented for her was not her style at all. Something practical and less showy would have suited her far better. But now that she was on the freeway, she could...
His strong muscular legs carried him easily up the steep, barren Tor. A surge of expectation coursed through his primed body, primed for this very night. Under the soft silks that clothed him, skin covered hardness, honed from years of heavy toil on the outskirts of his village. He bore the work easily. He should do as he was the chosen one. His whole life h...
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Joyce Ch. 01: The Choice Looking back from the vantage point of three score years and ten, one sees many scenarios where an alternative choice of action could have sent events in a completely different direction – maybe for the better and maybe not. I have often thought of what might have happened had I elected to be bolder at certain times. Forty years a...
Joshua Stillwater stood at his bedroom window watching the activities below in his mother's garden. It was the annual Stillwater festival where all members of the Stillwater clan celebrated the summer and coming autumn. Joshua smiled as his best friend, Marcus, was accosted by single females each inspecting him, physically grabbing hold of his buns and tug...
The sun was going to rise soon, with a little evidence of that beginning to seep through the slightly off kilter window blinds and onto the foot of the bed, a bed that had two occupants for a change. Only one of the two was sleeping, snoring and snorting occasionally in between wiggling around in the sheets, while the woman beside him - the resident of the d...