The characters in this fanfic are property of SquareSoft and are in no way affiliated with me. If vivid descriptions of sexual activities offend, please do not go on. Tifa awoke quite early in the Costa del Sol Inn. In fact, it was several minutes before daylight. She silently slid out of bed and, quickly pulling on her clothes, as she preferred sleeping st...
Matt's trip to the States had been very successful. While he hated to be separated from Sofia for even a day, the trip had been unavoidable and Sofia would have been miserable had she accompanied him. With this latest business deal finalized, Matt expected be able to stay close to home for a while, close to the woman who had changed his life. As he lay in b...
It had been a long week for Wanda Catron. She had decided to move in with her former teacher, Anne Franklin, and be her slave. The moving process started Monday, a day off from work. By Friday, combining work and moving, she was all moved in. Wanda had been given a small room down the hall from Anne. The 18-year-old was surprised. After the past month of se...
Susan was still very anxious as the festivities began. She was thankful the music was not too loud, but she was still unsure if this party was where she should be. All through her teens, she had never gone to parties like this. Even as an adult, since leaving high school, she could not imagine being in such a place. She was very glad this was a dry party. S...
I heard the sound of blue jays sounding their lonesome cry through the open window and I knew it was morning. My bedroom was just light enough to make out the form of my roommate’s nude body laying next to me on top of the sheets. Laura was still sound asleep. God she was beautiful. Her round ass looked so soft and inviting I couldn’t resist it, so I maneuve...
"What," I asked my sister, Marie, with some irritation, "is wrong with Denise?" "A lot of things," my sister said calmly. "What particular thing are you talking about?" "Well, it seems to me that she's spending a lot of time with you, all of a sudden. She comes around to our place frequently and she's always dressed to kill. She makes sure I know she's her...
This is entirely a work of fiction. Introduction Several years ago I joined some friends in visiting a cabaret in a large southern city. We were going to see a singer that had opened the cabaret and had caused quite a stir. Her act was a blend of old songs, a beautiful voice, and a mastery of all the tools of her trade. And she was skimpily dressed. Durin...
A few weeks ago, I started to convert some of my camcorder tapes to digital format. I got the camcorder in 1994 and had a lot of fun with it over the years. Pam, my ex would occasionally do a risqué posing session but those were on a "special tape" that she destroyed. (That's another story.) I was sorting through one of the tapes and I saw a segment taken on...
"So why did you stand me up last week" the short dark-haired girl asked her blonde companion. They seemed an unlikely pair. Renata, the dark haired questioner wore no make-up, her outfit black except for the splashes of dried, brightly colored paint on her workshirt. Her hair was slightly disheveled and her only jewelry were rows of steel plugs that started...
Hope Olson wakes up in the dark motel room; it must be early morning but the shades are drawn against the light. The room is dim and all the furniture nothing more than hulking shadows. She is recovering from a long night of lovemaking with the mysterious man Peter and the incredibly sexy Patti McGuire. Her soft blonde body is still tingling with the thrill...