Author's note: Debbie's background Continued from Chapter 01: We're too young and too immature to know who we want and what we expect from a partner and from life to marry when in our twenties. Before we marry, we all should take a big breath of reality and take a longer look around us than at the boy or at the girl next door. It's a big world with million...
Let me first credit RisiaSkye who's article 'Sex Myths Unmasked: Foreplay' inspired me to write this amazing piece of work. So you don't find this amazing, just hold your horses. Even if you never find this amazing, just the fact I'm writing it is amazing to moi, being I'm moderately dyslexic. Thus the name I've made up here Dyslexicea. Speaking of horses,...
Marvin loves panties and is willing to pay for the modeling pleasure. My name is Tina, not my real name, my real name is Edna. I was named after my grandmother and I hate that name. I go by Tina on the street and the only time anyone calls me Edna is when I have to attend a family gathering, such as weddings and funerals. If my family only knew what I did...
I left the hotel around 5:30 am, having serviced with cunt & mouth three of the night boys. All paid me 100 euros. In financial terms, my first night as a whore had been excellent. My meeting with my very estranged husband less so. Why was I married to the only straight man who didn't want to fuck me? Still onwards as they say... On the down side I had not f...
Jenny, You talk like a person on the edge. Like you're leaning further and further out, gingerly probing for that spot where leaning becomes falling. You're clearly waiting for someone to push you. To say the right things. To talk you into something you already know you're going to do. You're teasing gravity, and gravity, much like me, will grow tired of...
I needed help! I was over the edge and no matter what I did I couldn't stop. I had to have it. It consumed my thoughts every waking hour and it haunted me in my dreams. The desire for it overrode all other concern; it interfered with my job, and with my relationships with others - if they couldn't help me get more of what I needed I had no time for them. Alc...
"Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic." Her name was Blondie, after her beautiful golden fur. She was no ordinary dime store bear, she was from Germany. She had beautiful glass eyes and a tag in her ear that said "Stieff". So she assumed her name must be Blondie von Stieff. Obviously, she came from a royal background. Her mate was called Barne...
I've become addicted to you. Your scent. Your taste. The look in your eyes when you're particularly turned on. The feel of your hands in my hair. Your breath on my ear when you're whispering dirty things to me. I think about you with every heartbeat. When I'm fucking my husband your face is all I see. You're my own personal heroin. I need you in my blood. I...
I probably wouldn't have been as annoyed by the sound of the doorbell if I hadn't just gotten the football game on and sat down with a beer. With my wife and three daughters out shopping for homecoming dresses I had the rare opportunity to spend my Saturday watching any and every college game without interruption. Such an occasion deserved (at least in my mi...
**Author's Note: This is one of the many random sex scenes from my leather notebook of sex scenes. They're mostly for fun. ********** I go to bed after a long stressful week at work. Reading Gena Showalter and J.R. Ward is the only thing on my mind as I put on my comfortable cotton plaid pjs. I am about to settle into another paranormal romance when I hear...