Author's note: Kudos to bikoukumori, for spending his holidays polishing my notched chrome fantasies. Also please note that this chapter contains barely any sex. If you want to see the characters develop, dive right in. If you're here to get some "inspiration", I have to point you to either the previous or the next chapter. As always, there's only adults i...
Jeff's first opponent was a Hispanic chick named Luna. She's only 5' 2" 115 pounds with perky little B cups, a flat tummy and her long dark hair pulled back in a ponytail. She had a small tattoo of a dragon sticking out the top of her bikini. She glared at Jeff across the ring as Sophia, his mother, and Janet, her "roommate" (though now Jeff knew they were m...
The idea for these narratives started as talks with my wife about my sex drive vs. hers. She holds the viewpoint that I am somewhat overly focused on sex at our age, which is for us, early our 50s. We have had many discussions and comparing of experiences, what it all actually accomplished is yet to be seen. What I Learned in College- Chapter 4.2 – Liz visi...
"Sarah?" "Yes, Rachael?" "Let's get naked!" "Huh?" "Naked. Nude. Take off our clothes." "Why should we get naked, Rachael?" I asked, somewhat confused. "Silly girl. To celebrate the Steelers Super Bowl ring number six." "But the Steelers didn't win number six yet." "We will. Let's get naked and do something real naughty." "Like what?" Now I sounded...
*All participants are at least 18 yrs old. If you are not in to BDSM scenes or nonconsent/reluctance then do not read!* "Hi Rachel! Hi Rebekah!" Vicki noticed the way Daddy was looking them up and down as soon as they walked inside the front door. She was afraid that would happen, and was desperately hoping that the girls would not have been home until afte...
The Suite Life Arriving home at 7 PM that night, I was still angry. I knew I was running late, but I'd serviced seven clients that day, more or less using them to take out my frustrations with the harpy and it took a lot longer than planned. I was still dressed in my working clothes. Dave greeted me as soon as I walked through the door. "How'd things go to...
When the position of Office Manager became vacant there were two applicants internally. Fiona, was in her forties, was dumpy, had red hair, dressed conservatively at work and was friends with pretty much everyone. Julie, was in her early twenties, had a body to die for (great ass , fantastic breasts), had beautiful shoulder length brown hair, wore tiny skirt...
As the door of the conference room closed behind us, I quickly surveyed the room for chairs, tables, and such. I felt that I had better separate the two battling blondes before a real catfight ensued. Besides, I didn't want to get caught in the middle of a hair-pulling, nail-scratching, free for all! Someone could get seriously hurt; namely me! I saw that...
Fidelma Anne O'Leary, former Irish Catholic and Professor of Biology at Saint Edwards University in Texas made waves when she converted to Islam. The tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed Anglo-Saxon woman certainly didn't look like the Western world's conception of the average Muslim woman. And for a short while, the story of her awakening, her subsequent reje...
Geraldine sat with her elbow propped on the desk, forehead resting on her hand. She had just eaten the basket of goodies her granddaughter brought her for lunch. She was really going to have to talk to her daughter-in-law about letting the child go out by herself. She wasn't old enough to go tripping through the forest. It just wasn't safe. She sighed. No...