Roni was depressed. Nothing that unusual, for she was often depressed, some would say she was always depressed. But this was different; it was not one of the usual topics that was depressing her. It wasn't her lank, mousy hair, her droopy 36 d tits, her sturdy thighs, biggish bum or podgy tum. It wasn't the fact that she couldn't find a real boy friend and t...
"Right, Luv," Eddie was saying in his heavy West Midlands Brummie, "Jus' move your face a bit closer, Angie darling...jus' rise up a bit...a bit more..." I really didn't know Maddie, the buxom Canadian blonde leaning back against the rock, but she seemed visibly nervous. At first I guessed it was due to the precarious way Eddie had posed her at the water's...
You don't have to have read Beach Stud to enjoy this one. Jason scrolled down the screen, saw the current price of the shares he had been following and hit the buy button. They were just a tad over $1.05 and had dropped from $4.85 in a week. He bought 200,000 and knew that in less than a week, given the asset backing of the company, he would clear a quarter...
Alice Mihara assessed herself in the mirror in her one piece black bathing suit with red stripes down the sides. Her long dark hair, shiny and silky, flowed over her slim shoulders. She had a striking Asian face most would call beautiful, a slim pretty figure with tiny a-cup breasts, narrow waist and nice flaring hips. She turned sideways to get a better loo...
When Molly Evans started working for Johnson Homes, she was married to Gary Evans, who worked for the Great Southern Banks. That was five years ago. Now, Molly was newly divorced. Gary was always so prim and proper. Not a hair was out of place. He would push her away before he left for work so as to not get her lipstick or powder on his clothes. As you might...
This is a tale of exploration, humiliation, dominance, deep connections, fate, and events one might describe as magical. Everyone depicted in this story is over the age of 18. _______________________________________________ "I am Kalea, woodland spirit of the Othran woodlands," she said, proudly. "And we are now bound by the strings of fate." I laid my h...
"Billy, not down there!" It was too late. His son was flying down the steep brick driveway at a speed that would have intimidated Usain Bolt. Ninja cape flapping in the breeze, sneaker heels flashing bright red, he had dwindled into nothing in the blink of an eye. "Hi Tom." It was one of his neighbours, accompanied by two fairy princesses. "Hi Joel. Well,...
I barely had any sleep that night, as my brain and my heart couldn't get to a conclusion between guilt, excitement, fear, doubts and a few other ghosts that were circling my bed. Looking at my wife of so many years lying by my side, I couldn't avoid feeling bad for having cheated on her, but if I closed my eyes and thought of Julie, my heart and my cock reac...
Just had to write this one down to get it out of my head, it was getting in the way of working on other stories. No idea where it came from or why it wants to be written. I've styled it after 1930s - 1940s 'Spicy Romance' pulp stories, and it just fits in that format at just about 6K words. There is no graphic sex in this story line. Special thanks to sbrook...
"You really must stop that." "Stop what?" "Making your nipples stand out like that." "I'm not making them do anything." "Then why are they sticking out like that?" "They're very big, and they can't help it." "How big is big?" "Enormous really. About nearly an inch long by about 3/8ths of an inch in diameter. Bigger when I get excited." "Phew!! Bullet...