"Kelly, I think we have a problem," Angela announced. "Really?" asked Kelly. "Do you mean apart from being stuck in this lousy little cabin until the snow melts enough to let us drive out or the local authorities get off their collective blots and plough the roads clear?" "Um, Yes." "Oh," continued Kelly. "Do you mean apart from being in a dead area so we...
Tiffany and Ashley: the Case of the Hotel in the Wooded Hills "So Ashley, do you think this haunted hotel is actually, like, haunted?" Tiffany asked. "Ooh, I hope so! Don't want to drive all this way for nothing!" Ashley answered enthusiastically. "When are we supposed to be there?" Tiffany asked. "Hours ago, Tiff. But it doesn't really matter. It is a...
"A tournament? What's the point? Aren't we all on the same team, here?" That was Melissa, always the first to speak her mind. "Think of it as a test, Trainee Eshkenazi." Mr. Sandow didn't even look up from his tablet, flipping through data as he sat on the locker room bench. "It's not about winning or losing, it's about how you play the game." Melissa roll...
~chapter 2 ~Eliza/Lisa The sun blazed hotly in the midmorning sky, turning the arid wasteland of the freehold expanse into a sweltering mess as Eliza gawked at the cargo arranged before them and tried not to pass out from heat exhaustion. The heat in the dilapidated warehouse was oppressive, outside wasn't any better, and her pounding headache was only mak...
Dear Reader, My kinky take on Snow White and her seven little men. This story is in one part and is longer than any I have previously submitted. There is some sex involved... ;) but the build up to it takes a while. So if you are looking for a quick "wham-bam-thank-you-mam" you should consider moving on... Reader beware: My style is verbose and long wind...
Introduction The air was heavy with humidity and stink, and water dripped languidly off the leaves of the ferns and cycads that made up the bulk of the ancient trees. The faint chirruping of insects in the leaves and undergrowth was punctuated here and there by bursts of sound from the tiny wrens that flitted hither and thither, sparks of colour in the gloo...
Is it the aroma, their crevice, the stink or the stubble? Being aroused by armpits and their aroma makes you an airhead, lightheaded and high from my deep pits and their sunken holes emanating waves of stink to stupefy you with. Armpits arouse you, the smooth skin and crevices are the only curves you're attracted to. Creamy and smooth pits, curving and bendi...
My hands worked his head and just placed him as deep as I could into my core, his mouth singing my twat to madness. He now pushed me completely back and lifted my legs high, really digging into me, his head moving aggressively. My gyrations gave to a luscious feathering that tingled from my thighs toward the inside of my stomach, its fullness stretching the...
All characters are over 18. Officer Rod, booked me way back in the 80's. He was a pathetic individual and a blemish to intelligent Policeman everywhere. The story takes place in a small Australian town. ***** Officer Rod hated the bush. Nothing happens, no murders, no investigations, no big operations. Just boring country people, banging on about John Dee...
Disclaimer: All persons having sex are over the age of eighteen. This story contains smell/odor fetish, facesitting, female body hair, lactation, interracial sex, age fetish, gentle female dominance, watersports, excessive female cum, sleeping between the legs of smelly women, a fat older black woman, and a really, really fat, really, really older black woma...