Who would you pick if you could have an identical replica of your dream girl? Freddy was twenty-five, unmarried, and stinking rich. The young Englishman was a genius and founded, managed, and sold 'UK Robotics,' the first British company to manufacture hu...
It was a sultry Saturday night in late August and Mrs. Wintergreen struggled to sleep. She was on top of the sheets in the buff as she tossed and turned in a futile attempt to drop off. The forty-one-year-old and her older husband by twenty years slept in...
Even Danny Richards, a bitter rival of Holly Goodman, Jeffrey Hunter, and David Watts, had become noticeably changed from the arrogant and bigoted pest he had once been. He had apparently cooled in his relationship with his father but had still inherited...
In the silence of night I hear the echo of her beating heart pounding out my name In the darkness I hear her scream His name as if in a distant dream Flipping through pages of her mind caressing her unspoken wants I whisper slang of lust in her ear Re-wri...
As always, all too soon, summer began its ritual of turning leaves to the colors of fall. The morning air was crisp now, and a jacket was needed against the morning chill. Jeff was dressed and went out the door early. He had a meeting with the leaders and...
"So, just answer one question for me." Beth thought her best friend's voice to be rushed and anxious as she spoke on her mobile phone. "Sure, babe. Shoot." "Do you like anal sex?" "Babes, I LOVE anal sex." "I'll be right over." x Dilly took the tube to Bo...
It had been a wonderful weekend, fucking and sleeping and learning to love again. Dilly's brother was looking after the baby so that the couple could relax by themselves. Dilly was on her knees once more as Johnny's big boner was wedged up her from behind...
Alice and I had met in high school and were married shortly after graduation. We’re both blue-collar workers in a local automobile plant and our jobs provide us with a fair amount of disposable income. We don’t have children and really are not planning on...
The door to the hotel room closes, and we move towards one another and kiss. One last lingering kiss in the corridor. Then we go to your car, dropping the room key off at reception on the way, and you drive me back into town so that I can walk home from t...
Chapter Six. 'The Erotic Scandal In Bohemia' London, 1890. "I wonder what the woman is doing right now?" Emma Watson peered over the top of that day's edition of the Evening News and pondered the offcut remark. Opposite the petite English rose sat her par...
Chapter Eighty-One Sylvie set her book down and peeked out of her bedroom door to see if any lights were still on in the suite's living area. Seeing darkness, she smiled. Her employers were tucked away in their room, and the baby she was charged with mind...
Saturday morning arrived, and I dedicated the entire span to cleaning my house. Not that it was filthy or anything, but in the solitude of my own company, I managed to find dust bunnies I had previously missed. After several hours of deep cleaning, every...
My next-door neighbour, Daphne, is one of those housewives who colour-coordinates everything in pink and white. I don’t mind. I just use pink ribbons to tie her to the bed before taking her however I want before her husband comes home. We're drinking coff...
I had married late in life having dedicated my time to my career in pharmaceuticals. To cut a long story short at age fifty-five I had enough money to retire, fifty million pounds sterling in fact. Once I had time on my hands I reaped the benefits of my b...
“Ooooooo!” Tits squealed in delight. She lifted a hand and with a flick of her wrist, Caesar heard the mechanism unlock with a click. “You’re spoiling me tonight!” she cooed in excitement. Her lover drew back the lid and bent over as he rummaged about the...
