Fantasy - Page 479

This story was inspired by the 1946 film, "It's a Wonderful Life".

Due to recent financial difficulties I’ve had to move into a small apartment over someone’s garage. I was in my early thirties and in decent shape for my age. The couple I was renting was a lesbian couple. Brittany was a tall athletic, brunette with small breasts

CHAPTER 3: WATER STONE Kimber and Jonath stood in the sand, with the newly risen sun behind them, looking out at the waves as they lapped against the shore

FISH I am a not professional writer I write, or try, because I like to share fantasies with other likeminded people

Mina is my current wife and was reluctant to accept my women only house staff. After six years of marriage she has accepted the staff. Recently the staff has been expanded to include a personal assistant/companion and a personal maid for Mina

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a sexual story. It deals with sex, pure and simple and should not be read by people not into wild sex. The Surprise It wasn't a normal morning today was my birthday

Since we met, she has never hid the fact that she was bisexual. Even though she loved and married me, she still has times where she needs a woman’s touch. At first this was strange for me, but over time, I got use to it

Over time I had collected several dismembered cocks from my victims and fed them to the guard dog; that lived near my residence. To the people who missed my last exploits, here is a bit about myself. I stand 5 foot 7 inches and weigh 100 pounds and am a vengeful prostitute

The next day Mike called me to help with a project in the backyard. Liz and Sara were in French bikinis and I my thumb three times trying to drive nails while looking at them. Each time Mike reminded me to watch my hammer not the sexy ladies on the chaise lounges on the patio

My first story titled: The Night I Desired. Chapter 1 – Emotional Takeover Please let me introduce myself. I am Jim, roughly 6 feet tall, dark brown hair, blue eyes, and a little chunkier than I would have liked

Sara Townsend came home thinking about a hot shower to wash away the pressures of the advertising office where she worked in the art department, drawing endless pictures of women's shoes

This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. Chapter 9 March had rolled in and flowers had started to bloom all around the grounds of Hogwarts

Cat walked up the steps of the two story wooden house with a nice red wood finish. The front of the house had a single window on the first floor, with two more on the upper floor and from what I could see there were no signs of life in the house so far

One Big Happy Family Chapter 3 Sara spoke with someone at the front counter and asked for a cab to be called for her. As she stepped outside of the conference hall she grabbed her cell phone and called home

The second & last part in the two-part series. Little slow going at first, but it picks up as it goes along

GRADUATION DAY! Learning to make love was a graduation for me, both literally and figuratively! My best friend, Heather and I were seniors at East High. Although all the seniors were all excited about graduation, Heather and I were especially keyed up

Mother Daughter Feast (Part 11- Anna Prepares to Ride the Spit) "Bring me your clit, and say goodbye to two-thirds of it

Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy

ed Lamp Chapter Nine: The Insight of the Rakshasa Copyright 2014 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Tuesday, January 21st – South Hill, WA Kyle had been concerned about Aaliyah all through kendo practice despite Christy's texts assuring him that she was just fine

Author's Notes - I never intended this story to have intercourse in it. However, it just so happened that a friend of mine delves into this site often and convinced me to try my hand at writing