Rachael's Story When Frank left, I heard him push the buzzer and then knock on the door. Yeah, I had hooked him good, but I was done with him so I didn't see any purpose in letting him back in. Donald would be here in a little bit anyway, so I needed to get cleaned up. I stripped out of the caftan at the door and dropped it into a hamper on the way to the...
In our small town, there were no supermarkets or malls. When we needed vegetables we either went to the mandi, the vegetable market that was set up in the open turf near the town centre, or vendors brought them to our localities to sell them. In our neighbourhood, there was a regular vendor who came every day to sell us vegetables and the women were quite fa...
Mind my pen name. If you're looking for the likely, then you're in the wrong place. What happens in my stories may not be all that plausible, but that's what fantasy is all about. I reject your reality, and substitute my own. Hope my reality gets you hot. Drop me a line and let me know if you like it, or if you find something I messed up, because I do that f...
'Ding Dong!' The doorbell rings, but Donna keeps reading. "Her defenders flee shamelessly, leaving the princess at the mercy of the pirates. As the barbaric hoards swarm aboard, she desperately seeks sanctuary in the captain's cabin. Without warning, the door explodes in a shower of splinters leaving the dark shadow of a pirate blocking the only exit." 'Di...
Sex was the last thing on her mind as Julie walked into the Safeway that afternoon. It had been a good day at work, with a number of chores accomplished by early afternoon that she thought would take much longer. As a result, she had indulged herself, leaving the office an hour or so early and stopping at the Safeway to pick up a couple of things she needed...
Allura walked up to the woman at the cash register, placed her groceries on the conveyor, and noted the woman's gaze lingering on her milky white breasts. As her groceries were rung through, Allura began to experience a dampness between her thighs as she imagined what it would be like to have this woman's face buried in her crotch. The woman, of course, did...
This story follows my other work titled, Fantasy for Four. I suggest reading it first. Separated by some 3,000 miles, I wrote several stories for my girlfriend, hoping to keep us in touch and sexually connected. This and other stories are fiction based on her fantasies and written with her as the first person. I tried using details to evoke visions of what...
I just love being a tease. Oh, and showing off. Sometimes, when I'm in the right mood, the two together can be such fun. Even the most boring and mundane of housework can be livened up with a naughty mind. Yesterday just happened to be one of those times... I've been putting it off since spring, so when I got up I decided that it was time to redecorate my b...
Rick likes to make omelets, and I like to watch him. He has a ritual: gathering the ingredients from the refrigerator, settling them in the burner of the stovetop that he won't be using, frying up the meat - bacon or sausage or ham - setting it aside and finally cutting up the vegetables. He grips the knife around its bolster - the knife's balance point - wi...
Kaleigh grilled meat but the only meat that she could think about was between a certain server's legs. She watched Brock carry the meal she made out to a table. Ever since he came to work at Gustav's, she wanted to do more than just give him compliments about his prompt serving and charming personality. She grew wet between her legs whenever he came close...