Romance - Page 185

2: The Hunt. Wednesday, 13 December 2006, 22:00 I don't know what's coming over me. I'm overly excited for so much as a friendly drink. New friend? Maybe that's it. It's been a while since I've met a new face

Hey guys, this is a short part one, because it's more of a prologue to the series. No I will not be stopping the Is She Worth It? Series. They will continue along side this one. And just a note; sex in this story will show up later on, as character development is built up

CHAPTER THREE: PART TWO OUT OF TWO! JAMIE VENN LOTT I'm straight And for me to be horny for this "Veronica"..

Me, My Girlfriend and Her Best Friend: Part Four – Day Three MARCH 2007 The sun had been up for almost two hours before I woke up on the floor of the living room. The cobwebs in my head cleared as I registered where I was

The Phone Call It all began innocently enough… I received an e-mail from a young lady who wanted to compliment me on my stories and my writing style. It seems she found the eroticism particularly appealing to her tastes

Chapter 8 I woke the next morning feeling like a new man. My cock was sore but I felt like I could take on the world. I was absolutely in love. In the shower I kept getting text alerts. I got dried off and picked my phone it was Lindsey

Notes from the author: hello I hope you're enjoying the story so far, I only plan on a few more then I will wrap it up. First like to thank everyone who gave me positive feedback or vote

Life’s Journey by Intense Milk This story is based on realistic events and based on feedback will become a continuous series. I have changed the names for data protection. My name is Elijah Lookman and I’m 20 years old from England, and this is how I lost my virginity

I watched as two bullets hit him in the chest and he fell to the ground, smashing his head against the concrete as he went down. “Raaaaaaandyyyyyy!” I screamed as I ran to him, oblivious to the guy still holding the gun

Ex-Daughter Grown Up, Part 9 – Sex and Love Continues (Introduction: if you have read parts 1-8, you will know the people involved: a husband back working in the country he loves and where his grown-up 17y.o

There’s nothing that can be done to personally experience either, let alone both, of these things, but I decided to try the next best thing. I asked one of my recent lovers to write down his experience of sex with me in his words, while I did the same in mine

Tracy came up the back stairs after her husband left for work. It was Wednesday, at last, a hard day to wait for, the only day she had off from her job while he worked. Her long chestnut hair was fixed in a pony tail. Her face freshly scrubbed, no make-up

It was great last night spending it with Ken’s niece, a girl who was a very good friend back in high school. When Debbie left for college in Florida I never saw or heard from her again until last night

My phone beeped, indicating I had just received a text message. I put down the book I had been reading and snatched up the device. My lips curled into a smile when I recognized the name on the screen. Candi Sweet, AKA my sister. I read the short message. Sunbathing by the pool

A Night to Remember with Brandy The thunderous sound of my Mustang rumbling down the highway, I couldn’t go fast enough, weaving in and out of cars, downshifting into 4th passing Porsches and Lambos on cruises around town to show off their trophy wives or girlfriends, or both

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009 When I say that I’m an expert in women’s underwear, I can almost hear the giggles of my past girlfriends

“I don't know that there are real ghosts and goblins, but there are always more trick-or-treaters than neighborhood kids” -Robert Brault *** Somewhere in one of the darker corners of the world, a witch and a ghoul stood at the entrance of a cemetery at midnight, and both of them were afraid

CHAPTER 7 When we were in the dorms we were lucky to make love once or twice a week. We had many wonderful memories of room seven. It seemed plenty at the time, but now that we were together and married five times a week seemed insufficient

My first story. Please be kind! Inspired by a certain someone. I sit at my office desk, not really seeing the computer monitor or the Complaint I am supposed to be writing. The clock says 2:30 p.m. It is finally Friday. I wonder where you are