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FOREWORD
The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all corners, male and female alike. The man, who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and …
Read More →Retirement often got boring for Max. There was only
so much he could do maintaining his rental properties,
and his old friends on the Street were busy working
most of the time. He needed to either start a new
business or find a distraction. In only a week’s time
Max called Shannon for some distraction. He wondered
about Nina, but …
“Hello?” I answered my celphone after checking the number, making
sure it wasn’t Rodney. I was kind of avoiding him.
“Kylie? Hi, it’s Brandon,” a soft male voice said and I felt my
tummy tighten. “From the other night?”
“Yeah,” I smiled and looked down as I sat just outside the Student
Union, relaxing between classes on bit of shady …
She needed confidence. Everyone said so. Even her mother.
Alone with him she was incredible. Passionate, beautiful, sexual in the
deepest meaning of the word. In public her heart beat a little harder. Her
lips felt dry. The feeling that others were always looking never left her.
And they were.
Tall and gorgeous she attracted the attention of both men …
The turbulent storm was raging outside, just as it had been almost all
day. The humidity and the pounding of the rain were making me sleepy
and tired. Just plain old groggy. I decided to retire to my bedroom for a
nap until the showers had ended. I was too weary to continue working
on the business project that was …
Her master was gone for a week. He had left Sunday with
strict instructions that she was not to touch herself sexually, or
make herself cum while he was gone. It was only Tuesday, and already
her body was missing him. She sighed. It was going to be a long
week.
She stepped out of a hot bath, and carefully …
Read More → Shawnie and Eddie had been living together for a long time.
Naturally neither of them knew much about the other except for the
fact that they loved eachother to death. One morning, Eddie had to
get up early and go to work. he got up, kissed Shawnie on the lips and
fixed a quick bite to eat and left without …
It was cold. She could hear the crunching of broken glass beneath her
feet as she shuffled about uneasily in the doorway. There was a radio
playing in a building a few doors down, towards the main road. She hoped
that whoever it was that was listening to the music wouldn’t be able to
overhear her. It felt like she’d …
Considering what the Federals had done to her and hers, Bertha
Evans felt that she had kept her feelings about them remarkably
impersonal. Although they had invaded her country, crippled her
brother, killed her fiance, stolen most of her family’s property
with that horrid “Emancipation Proclamation,” and were occupying
Twin Oaks at that very minute, she could express her opinions …
Sales, thought Jeff, is hell.
This insight into the universe came to him on the 8:00 night
flight to Chicago, a trip which had forced the cancellation of his
annual Valentine’s Day date with his wife. With their dual careers, it
was hard enough to get time together for a quiet evening, much less a
special occasion. Nancy was lecturing …
She was breathless. I could smell the intermingled perfumes of Justine
and the girl, underlined with a deeper musk.
Justine leant forward and pressed her lips briefly to mine.
Then turned her head towards the girl.
The girl opened her eyes and they smiled at each other; so close their
noses were almost touching.
“Oh, my,” the girl was breathless. …
Maggie didn’t even like soccer, and certainly not men’s soccer, but
she sat in the stands with the other wives and girlfriends all the
same and cheered for the men jogging up and down the field. There
was a good crowd on hand, thanks to the weather and the
importance of the game, and Maggie sipped her diet Coke with …
It was a warm autumn evening in New Orleans, and the air was thick with the scent of jambalaya and the distant sound of jazz. I was sitting at the bar in The Spotted Cat, nursing a Sazerac, when she walked in. Her name was Isabella, a sultry brunette with olive skin, fiery eyes, and curves that could make a …
Read More →I am 22 years old, 5’6″ tall, long straight black hair, and I
have an athletic body. I live in the suburbs of Nashville, TN.
Just outside of Nashville is a fairly large public park. This is
where my story takes place.
It was a beautiful spring day and I decided that a little
adventure was in order. I woke …
Attention Dr. Kent Segumi,
Last month while exploring a dusty bookshop in Camden Town England I
discovered a very pecululair manuscript dated 1872.
The old man at the counter said he could offer no information on the
book. Since the condition was very poor, many pages missing, some pages
illegible due to water damage, and the leather cover cracked and …