Epilogue It had now been a year since she had moved in with him. It was now a year since her entire life had changed; she was a completely different person from that spoiled, comfortable, suburban girl she used to be. She had changed physically, mentally and even psychologically in ways which she only dreamed of. The last year had turned into a ride through...
I wrote this some time ago under another pen name. If you prefer not to read a BTB, you might like something else better. I knew it was going to be bad when two of the three detectives turned away from me when I walked in. There was a flat panel monitor on the wall rolling static on the screen. The one detective who would look at me told me to sit. We were...
(This story began as a fantasy thought inspired by two wonderful ladies who for now will remain nameless. I changed the names to protect the guilty.) * The sun crashed into the room as Adrian's eyes slowly opened. He attempted to stretch out as he woke up before discovering his hands were otherwise contained within two pairs of fuzzy handcuffs. As he attem...
This is the sixth instalment of an 18-year-old music student's, Clare's, sexual journey. In the first instalment, she was hired by the husband and wife team of escort agency owners who discover during some sexual high jinx she is still a virgin. In the second, she sets out in a limo to her first appointment with her new escort name, "Celeste", to a man who h...
I woke my ex-wife from her emotion-drained sleep, and got her dressed (she said) with an outfit from her packed bag. That outfit was just a typical little black dress. Front-zip. Very short skirt. Fully lined, so she didn't need to wear bra or panties ... unless, of course, she bent over, in which case her legs, butt and vagina were on display. Pretty little...
Wanda Catron woke up that Saturday morning thinking she was still dreaming. In her dream, her pussy was being filled by a cock, again and again and again. A confirmed lesbian, Wanda had no idea why she was having that dream. As she became more aware, she felt a weight on her body, and her legs wide apart. And to her total surprise, what felt like a cock was...
Yesterday, I fed her my special stir-fry dinner, assembled from whatever veggies I had on hand at the time, with fresh mung-bean sprouts, right off the windowsill, where I sprouted them. Strips of steak cut from yesterdays dinner. Seasoned with Thai peanut sauce. Boiled rice and hot tea. After dinner, we talked of this and that, avoiding mutual raw emotions...
Introduction This chapter (Chapter 6) won't make as much sense without reading Chapter 5 first. They are a single unit, but I split it into two chapters for length. In case you're wondering, the "exercise" was inspired by a trip I once made to Lithuania and not by a worldwide search for sex organs. At the END of Chapter 5, Susannah Rush, the Woodglen Hig...
"You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin', I'm gonna send you back to schoolin'. . ." Led Zeppelin, "Whole Lotta Love" Mary straddled Jacque's head, and glued her own pussy's ample lips to the young woman's mouth. "Run your tongue inside. Deep," she ordered the sweating 18-year-old. She pulled Jacque's legs back and spread them so the girl would be wide...
Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. PART VII (day 10) The next morning, we were all up...