Disclaimer: You must be over 18 (or the appropriate age in your region) to view this story. This story features adults only content, DO NOT continue if you are offended by by this type of material. Hi there, my name is David and this is my first time writing an erotic story. I am in my early thirties, 6ft 2, slim build, short dark hair and blue eyes. I am...
This story about Jayne comes from 1970, by this time we had been married for two years, we still lived in the same house and our sex life was very open. We had experimented with lots of other like minded people ever since the time Jayne had her gang-bang at Sue and Danny's party. (Please read Jayne Innocence Lost for details.) ***** Jayne was 18yrs old at...
"Oh damn," exclaimed Sarah, grimacing from behind her laptop. Her vibrant blue eyes narrowed in exasperation. "What's wrong?" asked Jayne from across the table in their shared office. "My computer keeps crashing and I need it to be running properly so I can work on my project." After a few minutes of fruitlessly attempting to fix the spazing computer, th...
Over the early summer months we have had a lot of swinging fun with a mix of new and old friends and certainly I have pushed my own barriers. The only trouble was the same issue that has so often interrupted our swinging which was Gary's job taking him away so much and again he was away working in Germany for around six weeks. Gary has always encouraged me t...
Jayne Mansfield woke up suddenly. She was naked and in a strange bed, but what she was most conscious of was the tongue lapping so softly and sweetly at her pussy. She raised her head from the pillow and separated her large, gorgeous breasts, but all she could see was the top of a head, that appeared to be either bald or clean-shaven. She didn't know who it...
Verity's friend Jayne rang her at a pretty inconvenient moment. She was waiting for a call off Phoenix who was, as always, late. The fact he was feckless and unpredictable of course only added to the attraction that Verity felt for him. A self confessed commitment phobic Verity was used to being a male magnet. Her aloof attitude attracted the opposite sex in...
There's no better work than a nice easy job, on a flat roof, in glorious sunshine, for a lady that just leaves you to get on with the job. I'd just finished re-fixing a gutter bracket for Jayne when I noticed that the lead flashing around her chimney, on the main house roof, was beginning to come away. I don't have the equipment or the insurance to fix a pr...
Part 1: Quintet Rising. I originally posted this piece, intended to be the first of a sequence, while writing as JackieH. If you read the earlier version and didn't like it you won't like this one any more; it's changed only very slightly in this version, mainly in respect to some of the names used, to make it consistent with what follows, and in some of th...
Jayne Mansfield was in a quandary. The sexy blonde star didn't know whether to be flattered or scared out of her wits. The tribe of warrior women who had captured her were treating her far better, sexually at least, than some of her husbands or many lovers had, but she was still a prisoner. Ever since she had been placed in the brightly painted wooden struct...
NOTE: This story is fiction intended for adults. Any resemblance between this story and real life is strictly coincidental. Except for the whole idea of what's been happening to local TV news. That's pretty much real. Cathy threw the Nielsen ratings book onto her desk with a resounding 'slam'. She was disgusted. Here she was, general manager of a local tele...