My boyfriend was away at his concert on a hot summer night. I was at home getting the house ready for his "present". The windows were open letting a warm summer breeze dance through the house. Candles were lit everywhere giving the room the gentle flickering light. I was dressed in his favorite outfit of mine. It was a tight plaid mini skirt and a black halt...
You are cuddled under the covers as I sneak out of the bed. I start the coffee and begin to start to fulfill the promise of serving you breakfast in bed. I start to look for what I want to serve you for breakfast. I open the refrigerator to see what there is, I pull out a couple of eggs and some milk to make some waffles. I will need some fruit to go wit...
After Anna spent the night with Jane they saw each other a few more times before their winter break was over. They weren't able to do anything as daring because of either their parents or different schedules. Anna drove back to school for her spring semester. There wasn't anything too eventful besides having to pee in some bushes after a late club meeting on...
The Worst Chain Story Ever Ch.01: Matching His Fetish Copyright Oggbashan May 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Note to Reader...
Champagne, Strawberries, and Whip Cream: The Way New Year's Eve Should Have Been It was 11 pm. I took a look around the room. The champagne bottle sat chilling in the bucket with ice. The whipped cream and strawberries were still in the refrigerator, but they were ready just the same. It was a small living room, but cozy at the same time. Two recliners sat...
I want to thank Nthusiastically for her help editing this for me. Much appreciated! ***** "Harder!" she shouted. "Faster!" I wanted to give her exactly what she wanted, so I increased my effort. She was bent over the back of the car, her hands on the trunk, as I pounded her from behind. How did we get here? A nameless girl on the side of a nameless roa...
The bell above the door tinkled softly as the two teenagers crept in stealthily. Jack put away the stolen key and flicked on the lights. Jill gasped as a world of color sprang from the night. The Candy Corner was awake again, quiet now without it's usual flood of little boys and girls but still home to a wonderland of enchanting smells. Jack took Jill's hand...
While being a history student-teacher it was normal for me to stay after school to either do work for myself or the supervising teacher. The supervising teacher and I always had this chemistry. We loved so many of the same things and he was always flirting with me and I flirted back. He was very attractive, young, and was always wearing a suit which turned m...
"Melt the chocolate in a heavy saucepan over water. Add the egg yolks, espresso, and creme de cacao." I love the moment when the moistened folds deep inside of you become like heavy cream beaten, soft and thick, concupiscent, your pussy the bowl, my fingers the beater. As I go down on you, I am reminded of all the desserts I love best, the ones of luscio...
It was warm as it often is in late September along the Florida Gulf Coat, but not hot. And at 2 p.m., just like clockwork, she was going about her ritual. It didn't seem to matter whether it was hot, warm or threatening rain, she always did the same thing. And Colin, as usual, was watching her closely. Here was this old woman (Colin figured she was 70 if a...