*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** From The Mall. Danny Boudreaux sat in the food court of the Courtyard Mall, enjoying his Orange Chicken from Panda Express. As much as he was enjoying the meal, he was really appreciating the view. The Courtyard Mall had been set up to resemble a...
Even though it did turn me on to think of my hubby walking AN HOUR to get to work, it was also a little inconvenient for me at times. If I wanted him to be home earlier on some day, I'd give him bus fare for that day, or I might just go ahead and drive him to work, and pick him up when he got off. I didn't drive him to work just because it was a nasty day, t...
Nicole was in her prime at 22 years old. She was beautiful and always used her looks to get by in life. Prom queen, head cheerleader in high school and college, etc. She was 5'7", brunette with sexy brown eyes and a bubble butt most of her friends envied. Even more than her ass, though, they envied her 25 year old husband - Seth. Seth was the most attractiv...
Once upon a time... Calla opened her eyes and blinked a few times. She had no idea where she was, but it looked like a hospital room. The walls were stark white and as she looked around, she saw no one. The bed next to her was empty and as she began to awaken, her body was radiating pain. She winced and cried out. She tried to move, but as she looked down,...
Erin jumped on the bus, Seventeen Magazine in hand, and headed straight for the back row. Brady was already there waving enthusiastically, his metallic braces flashed as he shot her an open and friendly smile. Her short, bright red curls bounced as she giddily found her way next to him. "Look what I scored from my older sister." Erin lifted her hand to show...
Chapter 13-The Ugly Harpy 1897 Rosemary was a normal little town somewhere in the Europian countryside near Mercadia. There was nothing special about it, just a pit stop between two cities and was of a reasonable size that one didn't regret being born there. For those who were born in Rosemary, there was just enough things to do that the younger generation...
Hi folks. I'm Bill, I'm 40 years old and this sort of thing doesn't normally happen to me. Honestly. I wish it did though! My neighbours, Jack and Betsy, are a lovely couple. He's probably my age, but he's landed himself a much younger wife. 2 kids down the road and she still looks as hot as anything. Maybe it's the slim figure and large boobs? Probably....
Ryltar hung from his rusted chains in the deep, dark, and dank dungeon of the castle. He twisted and planted his feet on the wall near the large iron ring to which his chains were attached. Straining and grunting, Ryltar pushed with all his might to dislodge the chain or the hook but neither budged. Cursing, he dropped back to the ground and gloomily slumped...
Note to the readers. Just wanted to say thank you for reading and liking my stories so far. I am humbled by your kind words. I know I've made some grammatical errors and I promise to proofread my submissions more carefully. I have lots of ideas for several stories with some series stories also. I don't want to overwhelm my readers, so I will space my stories...
Tom Mollenkoff owned The Bootlegger, a bar that was on the border of the middle class area of town and the more dangerous slums. Even though he was a big ugly nasty son of a bitch, everyone seemed to get along with the guy; probably because he owned the closest bar. And sometimes he would even buy a round for the house, but only if the house was less than ha...