It had been a while since Sheila had posed for Robert and his friends and she was ready for more fun. I asked what she had in mind and she said she would like to pose privately for Zack (one of the boys at her outdoor photo shoot) and maybe let him take some topless photos of her. I asked Sheila why Zack and she explained that he was the shyest of all the bo...
Steve pulled up at Cindy's house a few minutes late. Although normally punctual, he relaxed on Saturdays. There were three cars beside hers in the driveway but he didn't think much of it knowing he would be occupied with a list of chores. He parked his truck on the street in front of the house, irritated that he was unable to park closer since he had tools t...
Don't miss this modern fable. It's a fictional story, has nothing in common with reality. Please don't suppose anything; I give you only original stories. For local flavor, I used English and London words and phrases. (Example bare means a lot, fag= cigarette.) ***** First chapter For today we have two couples who lived in Chiswick, where rents are high...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are at least the proper 18+ years of age. As always postive feedback is always appreciated and always feel free to directly message me if you want to talk about or possibly co-write custom made chapters anytime! It all started during a simple outdoor camping trip as 4 college friends were just getting started setting...
Chapter 2 –A wall of anger is building up My perfect life was over. That was the essence of all my train of thoughts in the next few hours. Here I was, thinking that I was an exemplary husband, and I just found out that my wife was lying to me, cheating on me. So common an occurrence but so unlike what I expected from my own marriage. My cell rang but I di...
**This story contains lesbian sex, sex with vegetables, anal, and oral sex. All characters are 18 or older.** Jane Cryon lived in the not so far off future. Her parents had told her about how chaotic things had been before the government had been computerized. They needed to pay taxes, find their own purpose in life, and risk all sorts of peril and turmoil...
For R – thanks for editing me so beautifully. After Sunday morning Service had ended the parishioners of St. Andrew's trailed out the banana yellow doors and into the snow-covered yard. They stopped to chat and catch up with each other as they lingered on the church steps. Nate stood amongst them, tall and smiling, with his blond hair glinting in the sun. T...
Christie sits up, takes Brian's hand in hers, and proceeds to reminisce with him. "Sweetie, do you know what it is about you that makes us care so much? You're honest, not just with us, but with yourself. You let your heart decide your actions, and that's not something we see in many guys. It set you apart the first day we met. Remember that day?" Putting he...
"What the heck was that?" Doug sat up in bed and rubbed his head. He had been sleeping next to his beautiful wife, Kathy, when he heard a racket. Whether the sound came from inside the house or outside, he could not ascertain. "It's late hun, just go to bed." Kathy yawned as she spoke. She had heard the noise as well but seemed much less concerned than he...
In 1859, thirteen year old Victoria's father, Ambrose Whitfield, had the foresight to accurately predict the worst event to ever come to the United States, the Civil War. His 3,000 acre plantation, The Mist, as it had been named by Ambrose's grandmother. Set on the eastern bank of the great river near Port Hudson Mississippi. He owned 120 slaves and farmed 1...