Michelle writhed around on the bed. She was having the sweetest dream. She was dreaming that she was getting her pussy licked. She could feel the tongue moving slowly over her clit, while two fingers sensually pushed inside her. She moaned and tossed her head back and forth as she wiggled her hips. She felt herself being pushed towards wakefulness and moaned...
Chapter 15 Note: all persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my m...
Authors Notes: I know I said chapter 4 would be the last chapter in this story, but, I've received a ton of emails asking me to write more. There will be one more chapter after this one -- to close out this story for good. So here it is -- the beginning of the end. I know it's horribly long, please forgive me for that, but there was a lot to tell before the...
One simply does not let their husband, (He's my husband now, I remind myself smiling into his hungry hazel eyes,) tell all their stories. I mean, please look at his last effort. He's so mechanical and all about where he put his willy and what sort of noises we made. Those eyes. Those chameleon coloured pools of communication that tell me constantly with the...
Thanks to WorldHistoryBuff for editing this series! ****************** "Emma," she heard his deep seductive voice say. "As crazy as it sounds, talk. Keep talking to me and don't stop." Antony stomped forward kicking rocks and tripping over debris. When he had covered the site once, he circled around and retraced his steps. Easily lifting the abandoned...
I was a stunned by my discovery! My husband Tony was out of town for a few days on business and I needed a tool from his workroom. While digging through one of the tool drawers I found a small, portable hard drive. "Why would this be in here?" I thought, but then the little voice inside my head started to scream, "Put it back you fool! Don't look inside; you...
Multiple Parameters -or- Custom Brassieres A story by XXscribbler Rhonda was a minor mystery to Kevin. German by birth and education, she spoke English fluently but with the common Germanic problem of failure to handle well English's use of articles 'the' and 'a' -- and frequent imposition of German word-order within sentences. Over the past few we...
Master of Two Shadyss appeared on the other side of the gate. Orus was holding the Tablet with one harm through the bars and had a spear through his chest. The crowd was cheering. "What are your orders, Master?" she said, watching another gladiator pull the spear out of her Master's chest. She created a dust storm for cover and teleported on the other...
I met Kathi through an online dating site. We both loved writing. My skills were the creative kind, hers more focused on the craft -- good grammar, proper wording, that sort of thing. We were a great match. Her passion for life equaled if not exceeded mine. The early days were like a magical trip into the world of Ali Baba complete with flying carpet and cav...
This is another of my stories with a twist that I haven't seen before. Elements of the build up to this story may piss some people off, but stick to the end, you may be pleasantly surprised. I have tried my hardest to put something in here for everyone except the hard-core reconciliation crowd. Again, if what I think are original ideas have been done before...