The colour was a deep red, and could have been mistaken for a blood red. A fine line of transparent lace outlined the brassiere and panties perfectly. The bra had thin, long straps that ran into a sensual pool of lace which would cover the top half of a woman's breasts, ultimately accentuating her cleavage. As I took a closer look at the panties, I noticed t...
This story is based on characters from "The Spires of Tarkus" by Dave McWhortor. ***** From the first moment I met Tamika Boson, I felt that rapport that I had had with my own mentor back in college and I knew I was destined to help this young woman discover not only the cosmos surrounding her, but that within her as well. - Nova Wills Dr. Nova Wills, re...
One Friday afternoon, Mike Harris was about to leave the school when he was stopped by Monica, accompanied by another young woman. "Hi, Mike. I hope you didn't have any other plans for tonight because you have a date with us." "Us?" "Yeah, me and Jenna here." Monica's companion, even though she was smiling, was thin and unattractive. "Glad to meet you Mik...
"Have you guys seen Ms. Evans?" "Yeah, she looks even hotter. I mean, man, she was hot before, but NOW ... FUCK, what a MILF!" Another student ran up to join his two friends. "What are you guys talking about?" The Cindy-haired youth wanted to know. "Ms. Evans." "Oh yeah, although I heard she's divorced now and she's gone back to being Ms. Silvers." "Chr...
Dave had decided to finish work early. It had been a tough day and he had resolved to cut his losses, so to speak, and go home. As he started his car and pulled out of the office parking lot and into the main stream of afternoon traffic, an idea struck him. It was 4.30pm and his wife Anna should now be finishing her day teaching gym at the local college. Dav...
My elder tigress reached up for a vial on the highest shelf of the immense library wall. Her crimson blouse raised from her black skirt as she stretched, showing off a thin muscular back, striped darkest blue on white fur. The same markings wrapped around her muscular legs, and her tail which always swayed knowingly behind her nicely shaped rump... I told...
After a long night with Jayryder who now lie drained in my bed I've decided to work on my biography. I turned 30 just two weeks ago and am pretty happy and content with whatever God gave me. I've treated my body well and reaped its rewards. My breasts are firm. They fit most palms and a 36 bra. Good they didn't grow too big or they'd be sagging by now. My th...
I had always thought my High School creative writing teacher was joking when he claimed to be a hunted terrorist. I actually had no reason to doubt his story, aside from the fact that it sounded ludicrous. He was of medium height, medium weight, medium build, medium rare, with a black beard that barely covered his chin and thin lips; it was more of a ten PM...
Miss Lynette Bowmar tugged at the rough ropes that fastened her prim hands to the cast iron head board. As it had the fifty or more times before it did no good and she was just as fast secured as when she had woken up, tied spread eagled to the bed upstairs in the Silver Snake Saloon. Two months ago Miss Bowmar had taken the bone rattling stage from Springf...
Edited by luvtaread It was nearly a year and a half later after the incident in Boston that the trouble Jeff Yates had started finally hit home for Brandon. It was a rainy Tuesday in March when he found out that Jeff had finally won their little war. Despite his best efforts the project Brandon was developing was a bust, just as Jeff had planned it, and the...