All characters involved in sexual situations in this story are eighteen years of age or older. * * * Christy leaned forward to give him a better view. Boxes of Girl Scout cookies were stacked to either side of her, perfectly framing her oversized breasts as they strained against the last button on her tight top and threatened to burst free. The twenty-som...
Authors note: I would like to personnally thank Little Cloud (Cloudy) for helping me with the translations used in this story. It was my hope to better personalize it, as well as authenticate this story for your enjoyment. So again, my thanks to her for doing this for me. It was nearly time. He would soon make his own way to the place of his fathers. A plac...
Here's one that's genuinely true, "warts and all" as they say... My wife has never shown any signs of wanting anything "extramarital" and although I'd dearly love to see her with another man I've never discussed it with her for fear of the repercussions. In light of recent events I now feel rather stupid . Emma has an old university friend called Tim who's...
I had rented a cottage on a remote hillside in yorkshire for three weeks while I wans finishing a book I was editing. One evening I decided to take a walk across the hill and watch the sunset over the bay. As I walked I daydreamed and by the time I had watched the sun sink over the bay and the red streaked clouds darken to purples and violets in the twilig...
A tongue flicked at the slickened lips of Tholena's vagina, working its way in small circles slowly and lovingly around the puffy flesh, up to the engorged nub. The ecstasy mage groaned and writhed as she gently caressed the chestnut-haired head between her thighs. "Like that, yes," she whispered with throaty voice. "Vibrate your tongue." Her lover complie...
Thomas' Stag Party (This is linked to the stories "The Bridesmaids' Revenge" and "Lisa trains Thomas" but can be read on its own ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan September 2000 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are im...
So since the first chapter received a number of unfavourable comments for a lack of context I thought I would add a little here to help. My wife and I often take weekends away alone to a Hotel and Spa to have fun and tease each other with dirty fantasies, games and activities. The fictional weekend recounted here tells of the some of the events, both real an...
Dayen wasn't sure why he had been chosen as the high shaman for the clan on the day of the winter solstice. He was the youngest shaman in the clan, but old Wored had been too tired to perform the rite and had pointed silently to Dayen as his replacement. It was even more worrying that the signs hadn't been good. And now this. He dressed carefully on the mor...
Word soon spread about the new teenage slut working at the steam bath. I was getting very busy every night seldom going home with les than a few hundred dollars in my jeans. I was paying my old man $100 a week for room and board and had bought a whole new wardrobe of all the coolest clothes and was taking driving lessons looking forward to getting my own ca...
Cheating Part 5. Why do I do it? * A message from the author. I know that it is not everyone's cup of tea. I know equally well though that there are many of us who thrive on it, who enjoy it and get a big buzz from it. I get a massive kick and huge excitement from it. There's some guilt and trepidation too of course, but they are relatively easily overco...