Chapter 1 -- The Origin By this point in her life, Jessie had figured out that she had a foot fetish and it only grew stronger every weekend. Ever since last summer, she had been using her best friend Cassie as an outlet for her perverted fetish. During the weekends she awoke like clockwork in the dead of night, sometime after the witching hour, finding her...
'Here's another Jack & Coke for you' a voice said behind me. I turned around to face the bar and see the bartender put another drink at my spot. Confused, I explained I didn't order another and the bartender smiled and said 'Someone bought it for you.' The bartender wouldn't reveal any more information than that. Now I was really confused – didn't...
He's watching them; she sees this wondering why the distinguished older gentleman is watching her and Jake as they all wait to board the plan. Jake, at 6'2"; is towering over her petite frame, his dirty blonde hair falling in his eyes as he leans in closer to her. Kira knows he loves the peach and vanilla scent of her body was, so she leans her head back so...
This is a very quick oneshot following the events of the Kveldulf saga to give a little more insight into the current characters. Don't worry, there's a lot of smut up ahead, you perverted freaks. ***** - Lost in Reverie - Caco slumped in front of the bonfire, chest against her backpack and arms folded under her chin. "Phew, it's gonna take weeks to reac...
I always appreciated a little exhibitionism in the bedroom, with my love coming to bed in crotch less panties, or maybe performing an enticing striptease as a prelude to sex, but the kind of brazen public display Paula seemed to relish was incredible. I am an eager participant in Paula’s sexy antics, encouraging her to strut her stuff at every opportunity....
I lay back down on my bed, kicked off my shoes and shorts and cuddled under the blankets. My alarm clock beside me read: 9:34 p.m. Well, it wasn't really bedtime, and I'd had that amazing nap earlier, but what else was there to do, alone in my room? I reached over to my alarm clock and pushed the radio button. At least I still had music. I scrolled through...
The Flight Today's flight started out just like hundreds of others I have endured over the last 30-plus years. It was one of those small "regional jets" the airlines have started flying all over the country. You know the ones I am referring to; they look like a cigar tube with wings, have three seats to the row, and are uncomfortable as you-know-what. I che...
The wind felt soft and warm against her skin as the bike traveled down the twisty roads of some of Texas' best hill country. Up and down the hills, winding back and forth across the beautiful landscape. The green grasses swayed and glistened in the breeze as longhorns continuously fed themselves. She leaned closer to the Mark, letting her breasts brush again...
A collaboration between Artist101 and Scintillating Art: We were on the beach, a long secluded section you know about. The sun was hot, the surf crashing on the sand. We ate a picnic lunch. What a lovely sight, you eating a sandwich, the wind blowing in your hair. You wore a two piece bathing suit. After lunch you were sleepy, and you lay down on the blanke...
He swings by my workplace to pick me up. He is always so thoughtful and plans so meticulously that the car is already packed for our little beach picnic. He even has a change of clothes for me and my swimsuit. We head off to the beach at an easy pace. We are in no hurry. There are lots of hungers to be satisfied tonight. I start to change my clothes, in t...