Not many people would view being a parking attendant as a glamorous job. Certainly Nate didn't expect it to be the kind of job where he'd get much pussy. He expected, and got, long, lonely hours, a stupid shirt with a logo on it, a tiny booth, and no heater. So far the September nights had been kind to him, but God only knew what it would be like when the re...
There is no sex in this chapter. After our conversation with Roger's mother, no one felt like finishing their food. Poor Betty, who argued along with Roger that my strategies were foolhardy, was very quiet as she cleared the food and discarded it. "The courtroom is open again," she said upon returning. We glumly stood and walked to the doors, our security...
This story is for ADULT amusement only. It contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. If you are insulted by sexually explicit subject matter or language, please DO NOT read this! This story is a work of fiction! It is not real! All characters and events portrayed in it are imaginary, and any similarity to real people or events is purely coinci...
The next morning, Lacey was up at her regular time, dressed in running shorts and a tank top, blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail as she headed out for her daily morning run. The sun was just barely peeking over the horizon. She was intent on seeing at least part of the ranch, following the trails she remembered from her childhood days, arriving back at th...
All characters are 18 of age or older It was my senior year in high school, when my view on my mother changed. For years it was just the two of us after dad died. Mom never dated because she didn't want some random guy to treat me like crap. My friends all lusted after my mom, because she was extremely attractive. Despite her 37 years, she looked like a you...
It was something I resisted admitting to myself at first, but the more Heather didn't want to do something, the more I pushed her into it. As soon as I found out she liked to be called a slut but not a whore, I started calling her a whore until she was so used to it that she would call herself a whore. When I found out she didn't like black men, I pushed int...
Author's Note: There be centaurs ahead. You have been warned. Sorry about the long break between chapters. Shouldn't have to wait too long for the next part, though; it's almost done. This chapter isn't the most exciting, I know, but some plot needed to be moved along and so here we are. Thanks again for the the nice feedback so far. Chapter 13 - Bann Bann...
This is why I hadn't bothered to join the resistance in the first place. These guys were nuts. Stupid, and crazy. I mean, did they know who they were talking to? We were sitting in one of the old bars off the port of San Drumais. One of those places that used be dugout palaces of the El Durar chieftains back before I was born. My father used to take me ridi...
After a late breakfast, we again spent the day taking the waters. Pat started off being a little self conscious but soon quite forgot she was nude in public and soon even joined Shinju for a nude stroll together in the temple gardens. The priests brought us a simple but tasty lunch but their sudden appearance caused Pat to squeal and cover herself up deep...
This is an attempt to write something that's probably far too ambitious for my modest abilities. Feedback, criticism, suggestions and comments will be cherished! ***** IT took just a flicker of her magic to make her body light enough to float a few feet above the ground. Bayeth made happy cooing sounds as the breeze ruffled her short, pale blue fur, her b...