Fiction - Page 1597

The day started out just like any other weekday - I woke up at 6.30, rolled over and fumbled for my phone to turn off the alarm. Emma, my wife, was away at another business conference. She was in Berlin and gone since Monday, not due back until Friday

I could feel him gazing at me from across the bar. Lifting my head so my blue eyes met his. Can he tell that I wanted him? His lips twitched into a rough smile. What was it about him that turned me on? I could feel my pussy begin to throb and get wet, as he undressed me with his eyes

The Oldest Dance Sylvia Mills would not have expected as dull a person as Kevin Dooley was to know about a spot as interesting as this one was. Like a lot of dance places, the prices for food and drink were high

BACKSTAGE PASS “Thanks very much! Now…….Pretty boys with BIG GUITARS!” Mac, the singer, screamed into the microphone. “Aaaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhhhhhhh!” we roared as the first thunderous chords blasted into the hall

I slowly opened eyes and saw a beautiful girl sleeping beside me.Her soft pale skin, lovely eyes, juicy lips, soft nipples, juicy nipples were making me feel how lucky I am to have her.I still remember our relationship back then before she left the house

** Chapter 1, back in time. ** Chapter 2, Maria’s place. ** Chapter 3, proposal. ** Chapter 4, delivery. ** Chapter 5, discovery. ** Chapter 6, slave revolt. ** Chapter 7, happy Maria. ** ** Chapter 1, back in time. ** "Where are we?!" Maria sounded strangely panicky

Another beautiful southern California day thought Asia as she wheeled her classic 67 Red Olds 442 convertible into ball field parking lot. Asia had color coordinated her outfit with the car

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to actual events, characters, persons, alive or dead, or beings of Earth or the multiverse, past, present or future, is purely coincidental. Unless, of course, I'm psychic, in which case this a work of non-fiction

My wife Ruth wanted to try anal sex in preparation for a swinger’s party. She excels. The morning after the swinger party Ruth reveals she is sore. No wonder as I found out my spotting of her with three guys was only the first time

**********As always, leave a comment below and let me know what you think********** 'Eddy, Annabelle will be here soon you should start thinking about what the pair of you will be doing tonight.' My mother told me

A reminder that this is a Non-Consent/Reluctance story. If you don't want to read about sex where someone is put into that position, then stop now and move on

. . . I opened my eyes and I was in the cabin on the bed surrounded by mirrors where I had gone with Scott and Sara. There lying next to me was Elizabeth and she smiled up at me with a sweet smile

Taking A Risk Stephanie took a deep breath as she walked down stairs to her stepfather’s study, stopping outside the door she made sure her robe was hanging just right. It was obvious she had nothing on underneath

Brooke looked over at me and squeezed my arm and gave me a sympathetic look, if she was an angel in a past life I would have believed it, so much truth in her eyes

The copper-haired girl pressed her button nose up against the one-way glass, looking down across the lush green jungle from her lofty eyrie

THE SUMMER JOB I'LL NEVER FORGET - PART 6 Alisha and I arrived back at the farm late in the afternoon. It appeared that Lori was not at home as her truck was nowhere in sight. We carried Alisha’s treasurers into the house and unpacked

Linda was just eighteen, near the end of her senior year in high school. She had long brown hair, full, larger-than-average, but firm breasts, and a cute round ass. And she knew it

PART 2: For the next fifteen years, Rebecca was continuously pregnant. She had twenty-five children in total. There were two sets of twins, and one set of triplets. Rebecca was now twenty-seven, and Hank was fifty-five. When Precious turned twelve, Hank began to breed her also

When you are a young teenage boy it gets really hard sometimes to think straight. Certain things you know are wrong become too tempting, and you stop being rational about right and wrong. Such was the dilemma I now faced

Jacklyn’s mother, Susan died when she was 4 years old. Her father, Jacob was a cruel man. He was fit from working on a farm all his life, but he was bitter. He did not like work and hated people with money like it was their fault he had none