Shazza sat there hugging Korsa, while shaking with sobs of happiness. She could barely remember a time where she was free to make her own choices. Now, because of this stubborn and amazing woman she held, she finally had that freedom again! She could do whatever she wished, with whoever she wished for however long she wanted! That was a freedom that too many...
Aunt Annie Pt. 03 "I have to go. Early seminar," Kat said as she rolled off the bed. "Stop, let me look at you," Martin ordered, "Damn! You look more beautiful every day." He got up and pulled the redhead close. He felt those massive breasts mash against him, his cock stirring feeling her soft pubes press against him. "Ok, that's enough. I see where this...
Ever since I wrote "Undercover" I've wanted to create another female lead that dared to go against the ordinary conventions of society. That was the inspiration behind this story, and I hope you'll enjoy reading it. A special thanks goes to Bliss2Kiss for editing this story. Ada --------------------------------- The deal "We want to make a deal with y...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. This story does contain elements of drugging, nonconsent, as well as mild BDSM. Again, you have been forewarned. -*- The receptionist smiled a...
All the characters depicted in this story are 18 years old or older. * "Have you ever done any riding Dan? You've grown up a lot in the last couple of years. You look like you'd be pretty comfortable in the saddle." "Well mom did take me to a pony ride when I was eight..." Dan answered, rather cleverly he thought given how much trouble he was having keep...
Copyright PennameWombat June 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual ev...
Jessica stroked Hank's muscular thigh with one hand in a distracted manner as she thought about what they had been discussing. He lay on the small bed with his arms behind his head as he watched her think. Again he was struck by how deeply she would consider information before reacting. Also her constant need to touch him made him feel good, it was just a s...
"And this is my wife Wendy," my husband Jamie said as a tall, athletic man with short, greying hair turned to greet me. "Hi Wendy, I'm Andy. Pleased to meet you." The man smiled, extending his hand. I shook it smiling back at my husband's new Boss, noting the sharp suit, white shirt, highly polished shoes and Mediterranean tan, as if he'd deliberately mod...
Chapter 3 SHOWS In my experience it seems that there is one, really big difference between men and women's attitude to sex. Not that it applies to all men of course and there are some women who don't fit the pattern either - but, as a general rule I think it's true. Men like a 'show', a 'production', whereas women go much more for the atmosphere created by...
This is an assembled version of Ch. 3 that includes Ch. 3a and Ch. 3b, which were in posted subsequently to Ch. 3. The story is based on true incidences that took place in a conservative Indian family intimately known to me. To friends who have not seen India enough, I must tell that in this sub-continent man and women in normal families have all fantasies...