At last it was the coffee break. Zoe stepped outside to check her messages: "How's it going? X" "Useful rather than interesting lol x" A few seconds later: "At least that's something. Enjoy part 2 x" "I'll try x" She went back in to grab a coffee before the seminar re-started. As she poured her drink a voice beside her caused her to jump, nearly spilli...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Brie Larson or Elizabeth Olsen or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Brie Larson was enjoying one of her favourite pastimes while she was on break, that being using her phone to look at all of her conquests. Especially their freshly fucked ass holes, g...
The grey broken concrete harboured pools of icy puddles that vibrated with the incessant smattering of rain. It was difficult to negotiate the places to walk without having to endure the startling sensation of water entering a shoe and travelling upwards. Zoe's thickly soled worker boots prevented such an occurrence and her sleek black leather biker trousers...
For lack of a better description, Zoe had been dating Eric and Rafael for a couple of years. Yes, they were a gay married couple, but they obviously were bisexual in practice. As far as Zoe was concerned, if the guys wanted to use her for an occasional tryst, she was good with it. Zoe knew Eric and Rafael through mutual friends and she also knew them to swi...
"...and make sure everything is prepared accordingly. A careful preparation prevents unwanted effects and guarantees maximum pleasure," Zoe whispered to herself reading a copy of 'Holy Drops'. Zoe got off her bed and shuffled slowly to the bathroom. She hummed a cheerful tune while picking up a handful of folded towels. Living still at home at her 19th, she...
I met Zoe at a photoshoot. She was to grace the cover of a very popular local fashion magazine. She, and her agency, agreed to waive the usual fees. The cover was to be in support of PETA. Unbeknownst to me at the time, Zoe was a highly sought after model, and stubborn, very stubborn. I was asked to weave Zoe in a bikini out of rope for the cover of the nex...
Chapter 1: How it started Just as I was hanging up the phone my wife Zoe came in from the garage. "Guess what honey?" I asked her. Before she could answer I revealed what I asked her to guess. "Randy is going to be in town in a few days and he wants to get together." "NO!" Zoe cut me off from saying anything further. I was also taken back by how ferocious...
Chapter 15 -- the allure of the pregnant woman A knock at the door one morning in late January. Gary had been expecting a parcel, a new golf club, but it was not a parcel: indeed not even the postman, though he liked what was delivered, both the packaging and contents -- after all, he knew from experience what was beneath the packaging. "How are you doing?...
[Warning: This story contains guy on girl, girl on girl, and guy on guy. If you aren't into that sort of thing you might want to stop reading.] *** Four friends haven't seen each other since they all graduated high school. They had all gone their separate ways and hadn't talked much since. They were all sophomores in college at this point. Jason had long...
This story is part of a series. Chapters 1 through 6 will provide context. Hopefully, however, this story may also be enjoyed as a stand-alone work. As a brief background, the protagonists, Sara and Harry, sailed with new friends Dieter and Birgit to Antigua. Neither Sara nor Harry took any clothes for this trip. On Antigua, they met recent graduates Zoe and...