This story is a work of fiction. Similarities between characters or events to persons living or dead in your world are purely coincidental. All individuals featured engaging in explicit actions are aged eighteen or above. Those who have not played Persona 5 Royal beforehand shall find themselves spoiled. Only those who have agreed to the above have the privi...
It was busy at the pub for our Friday after-work drinks. I was chatting with the sexy receptionist Nathalie as I sipped my beer at the bar. She was wearing a short black skirt and a tight white blouse. The top three buttons were undone and from my vantage point I had a marvelous view of her ample cleavage. Nat trailed her fingers over her collarbone, further...
Encounter in a gym (a long way home 4) ---------------- Naina and her sister Ritu were continuing their first year at Birmingham University. Their results were still very good, even tending to get better from their professors' assessment. They worked hard, studied seriously and produced fine results at exams. Their pregnancies passed unnoticed. They suffer...
Stuart returns to Denver where his life is about to change once again. Edited by Lady Cibelle with my thanks. Part 3 From Denver to Pittsburgh I returned to Denver the following day and for the next three weeks, my job and my life such as it was took my mind off my father's death and my reconnection with Billy. I thought about her on the plane back and...
"Lucy!" I sighed and ripped off my sunglasses. "Yeah?" Mark was still in his suit when he marched out. He'd loosened his tie on his way home from work. An obvious sign of stress from him. "Why the fuck aren't you getting ready?" My fingers skimmed down my slick collarbone. Mark traced the movement with his eyes, but he wouldn't be distracted. He glared,...
As I sat alongside her in the First Class cabin of Air India's AI-111 flight cruising over the Atlantic on its way to New York this lovely Sunday afternoon, my thoughts go back down the memory lane. The kaleidoscope of some of the prized possessions in my memory bank, the secrets no one has ever known, which only she and I are privileged to have shared, unfo...
Chapter 4 Hot wife in a Hot Tub It was Friday afternoon when Veronica text me saying she was home from her shopping trip; she was out taking Reg's advice, buying herself a new swimsuit that would undoubtedly be a two-piece bikini, as Reg had suggested... I also knew she was looking for something in white... "I think Reg is back. The lights are on in his p...
For such a beautiful woman, my wife is ugly as hell when she's about to cum. That was what I was thinking only moments before this shit all started. I was on top of her, doing what we do. I loved watching her as we fucked. I loved the sight of her big old titties flopping back and forth as her body strained under my actions. I got an evil smile on my fac...
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It was almost a year since Arnold's wife and son died in a freak car accident. He loved both very much, and the memories hurt to much for him to stay in Ireland any longer. Arnold was 35, still attractive looking, 6'3", dark hair blue eyes, well built, 180 lbs, but the emptiness in his face showed, and he felt twice his age. So in a desperate attempt, Arnold...