Romance - Page 27
It was a stormy night in September and I had just finished a nice warm cup of coffee. I was lonely and thought a lot about women. My name is Jacob. I had often fanaticized about training a slave in my basement
Ex-Daughter Grown Up, Part 3, Taking Care More (Introduction: if you have read parts 1 and 2, you will know the people involved: a husband back working in the country he loves and where his grown-up 17y.o
NO sexual contact, just a story on what my 1st day was like. There is however, sexual contact after college which ill write if I get some good comments. 1st day of college, I woke up at 8 to get into college for my 9.30 start



The Mom was a beautiful woman approaching the 40 year mark. She had kept her slim figure. When wearing a skirt to work, her long legs and great ass would make many girls half her age envy. She had kept most of here slender waistline despite giving birth to three children



Authors note- sorry I haven't posted for a LONG time but my lifes been chaotic and busy but without further delay here is the second chapter of crazy ass life. And remember I like feed back so comment! So fellow punks, goths, rejects and shejects Crazy Ass Life Ch
CHAPTER 16 We played golf together six days over the next two weeks and used the community pool on most of the others when I wasn’t playing with the Men’s League. Time flew until one day when we had just returned from the country club



Old Man Young Tenant Part 6 This was posted before the crash and I hope it does not show up twice now. Enjoy. The return of one of the other roommates had awakened Ann. Ann was looking at Alice with a very warm smile when Alice opened her eyes



~Chapter 13~ The next morning, I walked into my new home to find my cell phone still on the charger. The mailbox was full and I had thirty-two text messages, all from Courtney. “CALL ME NOW KELLY!” he yelled on the first voicemail. I deleted all the messages



I Had No Choice 6 - What's wrong with Becky? So now I've cheated on Rachel, my lovely wife and new mother to my twin girl babies, with yet another woman. I'd rationalized that Becky was just a fling, a hot young sexy fling



By now the room has warmed considerably and you are warm from your bath. I dry you with a big fluffy towel, slowly massaging your shoulders and arms and legs as I do so. Still, I pause every couple of seconds to kiss a different random part of your body
Needless to say, I didn’t sleep well that night. I tossed and turned trying to make sense of what had just happened until 5 or 6 am. Birds were chirping and the sun was starting to shine through my window by the time I was finally able to fall asleep



Manjula was so unaccountably cheerful at breakfast the next morning that Tony's mother looked at her suspiciously. Tony feared he would get questions he didn't want to answer, but Manjula smoothly diverted her by asking if she could take some Sri Lankan food back to campus



After living now with 2 beautiful, and very sexual women for months now. My life has changed so much. I’m Luke, 45 now, divorced and living with my girlfriend Maureen, or Mo, who is now 34. Her best friend Jessie, who is 35, also now lives with us


Where the fuck was the damn key! Maybe it was above, on the door frame? She tried to reach but she was to short, all of a sudden her body was pushed up against the door. She felt Jakes body against hers, she felt his hard dick against her lower back and she let out a low moan
"Morning. You want some coffee?" Carrie says to her husband Eric while she was washing dishes. "No thanks." Eric walked behind his wife and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Did you fix the basement door? Because you know you can only open the door from the outside