I fell in love with my wife on a holiday in Italy. I was visiting Florence for a few days five years ago. It was high summer, blazing hot, and I was walking along the Arno towards the Ponte Veccio when I first saw her. She is a stunning Florentine beauty. Mocha-skinned in the summer, with flowing raven locks and musty dark eyes. She also had curves to die f...
"Lillian, how many times do I have to say that I'd love to hire you as my professional dresser? You've always been good at that sort of thing, dressing, making clothes, being mommy-ish. And you would still be in the wedding pictures. The photographer is taking shots of the entire wedding day and one might be in the magazine. Especially, if you dress right, n...
Chapter Five: The Wedding Night I guess it's natural to be full of nerves and second thoughts on your wedding day but I'm not sure how many grooms have the sort of thoughts that I was having on the morning of my wedding. It wasn't that I wasn't very much in love with Gina, my beautiful fiancee, my dream woman with blonde hair and dark skin, a woman who had...
My lovely lesbian friend Lyn of nearly 12 years was getting married. She is one of the very few people who has met Georgia and knows that I love any excuse to put a dress on. She lives in Brighton and we have been out numerous times to theatre, bars and the festival. Lyn has been amazingly understanding and whenever I visited her she always insisted I take a...
Anna: Priestess of Inanna "Weddings are such fun." Shyanne and Ashley knelt before Anna adjusting the hem of her gown and its long sweeping train of black lace. Anna stared into the distance ignoring the serving girls. Ashley giggled, "All the pretty clothes, the pretty people, the pretty flowers, weddings are so exciting. Shyanne you're going to love to...
[This is a story, "based on actual events.' I put it in Romance because that's where I want the story to be. There were times, years, when it was not a romance. The wedding didn't happen where the story says it happened. Names have been changed to protect both the innocent and the guilty.] * We got married. I had been stationed overseas and had written Mar...
While coming back from Goa, all I could think of was how much Pooja and Sahana enjoyed fucking the other men, while I got fucked once again by own husband. And I was wondering why didn't Sanjay push me into the arms of Rohit and Manoj when he saw the opportunity? [Does Sanjay talk about me fucking other men only for us to get excited in bed, but he doesn't...
Hi people, You see the strangest things on the net. The other day I was looking through my email and saw an article on women who want their husbands to have an affair. It got my curiosity up so I read it. This story is the result of that.The article was true, the story isn't. But the great editing job by Mikothebaby almost makes it feel real. SS06 * * *...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. All characters in all of my stories are over eighteen an...
"You're right, Morticia," Gomez said as he ascended the stairway from below. "Wednesday is gone. She's not anywhere in the house. I've checked. I've searched every floor. I've even checked the caverns and tunnels below the playroom. Cousin Cackle says he hasn't seen her either." "Wednesday is really missing?! On her wedding day?" Morticia observed. "One of...