Chapter 9: The Adult Book Store This is intended for adults 21 and over only. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of a sexual nature, please, don't read this or download it. If this is illegal where ever you are reading this stop now. * * * * * Barbara took a leisurely drive towards home, daydreaming about how much fun she had doing her first mov...
Friday evening a few members of a classic car club were together talking about having a photo shoot with the natural surroundings in the state park, as the backdrop for their cars. They settled for midmorning Saturday on a secluded area in the northern corner of the park. Bob was to bring all the photo equipment including lights and, just in case a video cam...
Hello, there. My name is Amelia Styles. President of McGee & Gerald Enterprises, a billion-dollar multinational manufacturing corporation. I am also a member of the International Coalition of Women's Social Clubs. All of our members are women from different classes, countries and backgrounds. We gather once a year for our well-being. Black women, white women...
As I touched up my makeup in the ladies room I thought about what was likely to happen when I went back to the table. No, that wasn't true - I knew what was going to happen - what I wondered about were the likely outcomes from what was going to happen. It wasn't every day that my boss asked me to "take care" of a large group of people and I had to wonder why...
The burning wood in the fireplace crackled pouring light and warmth into the vast room. Walls floor to ceiling lined with books and shelves. The glow of the fire made everything in the room look like burnt sugar and honey casting about a calming sense of feeling. But on the contrary an infuriated man hurled a large thread bound text against the wooden wall i...
Storm of the Century By The Technician Fantasy, BDSM, Transgender?, Flogging, Female-Female, Forced Orgasm, Wiccan Magic = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Strange things happen when the storm of the century approaches the Irish coast. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * The waves crashed against the boulders at the e...
This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe. ****** In a candle lit bedroom set, Friday Night SmackDown's stunningly beautiful French-Canadian hostess Maryse is laying on the large bed sliding a hand through her hair as she sips champagne from a glass before she looks into the camera that is filming her. The stunning bl...
She was curled up on the couch, her head on his lap. Her favourite throw was thrown carelessly over her, the fire roaring and the rain beating against the windows. She was happiest like this: just the two of them together and no one else. He ran his hand through her hair and she almost purred. She knew he wasn't aware of doing it. He was too engrossed in...
Hello, there. How are you doing? My name is Juliet Blake Antoine and I live in New Jersey with my husband Rodney Antoine. We are a couple of African-American professionals and part-time exhibitionists, and we are pretty damn proud of who and what we are. My Rodney is six feet six inches tall and weighs two hundred and sixty pounds. He's broad-shouldered, mas...
"What shall we name this store you want to open?" Ali asked. "Behind Clothes Doors or Behind Closed Doors?" Bee replied. "Clever twist on words and their meanings. Is that the sole reason for choosing that?" "No, I saw a store for women's wear and adult toys in Northern California's Gold Country in Grass Valley when I was there one summer. The name has h...