It was night and they had been driving for hours. As soon as she got into his Porsche, they had sat in silence, Alexander working on a plan and Zara, absorbing what Alexander had told her. She had many more questions for him, but the grim set of his face, and the music set on loud was clearly meant to discourage her. She had napped after a while, consumed b...
All characters are over 18. * I came back from my freshman year at the university knowing my family had moved into a smaller house. Some of my stuff had been put into storage but my bed, dresser and a few other necessities had been moved to our old neighbor's attic apartment. I had mixed feelings about all this. First off, I loved the idea of being on my o...
Things could get complicated with so many generations running about. No, not 'could get' – better say 'certainly are!' Jennie stood beside her host, Edward, watching through the living room window as her grandparents' car disappeared down the drive, headed to a two-day junket on the wild Pacific shore a hundred miles west of Seattle. Jennie's parents w...
Slim Blake. We'd settled back at home after our European Capitals tour. Jo-Jo, Haze, Griff and I had spoken to Todd, our manager, and insisted that Mitch be sacked from The Twisted Ravens. His behaviour on tour had been unacceptable, even if he was being blackmailed. We needed a bass player, though we had no immediate recording or gigs to worry about. Ha...
An Evening With Lizzy After I took Rachel home Sunday I returned home and took a nap. It had been a long, but glorious weekend. After I woke up from my nap, I walked to the kitchen and Ginny was cooking supper for us. She smiled broadly as I shuffled into the kitchen. I sat down and she smiled at me. "It looks like Rachel enjoyed the date and last night's a...
NOTES My name is Barbara McPherson, and I'm here in this Starbucks Coffee Shop to meet with Nancy Roberts, my father's former home health nurse. Dad passed away last month, and Mom has been gone for about a year. I was already sitting at a table with my coffee when I saw Nancy come in. I waved and she waved back, and then went to the counter to order her...
Author's note: Despite my intense passion for sex, I was never crazy about pornographic movies. In general, I found the sex to be fake, the stories very corny, and the acting horrid. That's why I was amazed when I discovered the work of Viv Thomas, a South African who makes pornographic movies in Europe. Not only is the sex in his movies red hot, it's enhan...
Everyone even remotely involved with sex in this story is an adult. I was intensely body shy when I was eighteen. I don't know why. My family wasn't particularly prudish or anything. My father and my older brothers often lounged around the house in underwear when I was growing up. As the only girl in a house full of men, I probably saw more flesh then most...
Warning: This story contains strong content and controversial topics, including racism, rape trauma, and human trafficking. I have done my best to portray these subjects realistically and compassionately, but I am sure to offend some (probably many). If you look no further than the stereotypical, then you may miss the point. Tim O’Brien said: That’s what...
Pavithra is probably the sexiest, instant erection-inducing MILF that I have ever come across; she is also my aunt. She is married to uncle Madhan and, since when I was a young boy, I have always referred to her as Pavi aunty. She must have had a perfect hour glass figure when younger but age had inevitably taken its toll. Nevertheless, she was still a verit...