“This story is entirely fiction and does not represent any persons living or dead.”
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Jeannie looked around the apartment. She was alone on her first day in the major’s (Tony’s) house. He had gone back to work at NASA. No one knew anything about her, or at least the truth about her origins, except for major Healy - Tony’s best friend. Being a genie had its advantages, but being cooped up in a bottle for 200 years was certainly not one of them. Anyway, it seemed that most of Tony’s acquaintances believed her to be a visiting first cousin. Since nothing physical had happened between them since he had first discovered her on the island 3 weeks ago, she might as well have been just a relation. Read the rest of this entry »
Hope Olson is careening across the country in a big black private jet. Through the window she can see the moonlit clouds fly by and it’s as if she’s in heaven. Hope is nude and on all fours on a large round bed covered in satin sheets. Underneath her is the voluptuous Patti McGuire who is naked lying on her back with her legs between the beautiful girl’s arms. The blonde’s large creamy breasts are hanging down and brushing against the full firm breasts of the brunette under her as she is rocked back and forth. Read the rest of this entry »
“This is a continuation of the ‘Helping Torrie Wilson’ Series. If you have not read the others in the series, I suggest you do so before reading this. It is not imperative, but the limited storyline in this particular chapter would make far greater sex. If you are here simply for an erotic tale about WWE Divas, then this is for you.”
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‘Kyle!’ Torrie screamed, running up to him and wrapping him in a huge hug as he exited the main entrance to the hospital. Kyle winced as she crushed his bruised ribs tight against her delicious body. Hearing his involuntary complaint, she immediately released her bear hug, apologising for causing him pain and fussing about whether he was alright. Read the rest of this entry »
Chandler had been telling Monica and Rachel about the sex with Kathy the night before. It was alright, but Chandler wanted to really make her scream in pleasure. So Monica had drawn out a diagram showing the seven basic erogenous zones of a woman’s body.
“Okay, now, most guys will hit one, two, and three and then go to seven and set up camp, ” Monica began.
“And that’s bad?” Chandler questioned.
“Well,” Rachel replied, “if you go to Disneyland, you don’t spend the whole day on the Matterhorn.” Read the rest of this entry »
Rogue smiled as she entered the kitchen. Hank did wonderful work. Now she’d just have to find some way to keep herself busy while Forge made the necessary alterations to her room. She helped herself to a vanilla yogurt, then put it on the counter and got a spoon from the utensil drawer.
“I see you and Remy got out of dishwashing duty today.” The sour note was struck by Jubilee. Rogue turned to see the teenager leaning in the doorway, a small pout on her lips. “The bet still on?”
Rogue rolled her eyes. “Yes.” Read the rest of this entry »
She looked amazing in the early morning light. She was just waking up so she still had her pillow hair, which was really cute. I had my arm around her waist; I got up because I had to take one heck of a piss. Having sex all night will tend to do that to you. Of course once I got up it took most of the body heat away from Jessica”s body. She grumbled and opened one eye, I closed the door to the bathroom. After coming out of the bathroom there she was standing in the doorway to her room. She had my XL Jerry Rice jersey on, but I could tell she had nothing else on underneath. Her nipples were poking though the fabric. Read the rest of this entry »
“Author’s Note The Story over all: I only I hope Dickens doesn’t come and get me for this but the name came to me the moment I ready about the winter contest and I had to do it. Destined to be 5 chapters total with one chapter devoted to each spirit of Christmas, this is not going to be short. So if you are looking for a short simple read to a quick and easy jerk, wrong story. Also, the original tale is strongly non-consentual/voyueristic in nature so I will be taking those things into the sexual realm, so faint of heart don’t apply. I apologize for not completing the final two chapters in time for the Holiday Contest 2005. Read the rest of this entry »
The flight was nice; we were like little kids laughing and giggling and the closer we got to our destination the more excited we got especially Eliza.
We bounced down on the runway as opposed to landing, everybody on the plane gasped while Eliza and I with the help of several glasses of wine just smiled. As we walked toward the main concourse Eliza grabbed my hand and squeezed it saying,
“I’m really glad we’re together, I can’t wait to meet all your friends.”
“So am I but remember what I said if you want to spend some time alone with your friend I understand, OK?” Read the rest of this entry »
*03. Glinda, a Very Good Witch*
Dorothy walked up to the village with Toto at her heels. She could feel a little bit of the Munchkin’s cum dripping down her thigh as she walked up to the crowd in the middle of the street.
The Munchkin mayor walked up to her and took her hand and pointed towards the horizon. “Miss Dorothy! Look over there! Glinda is almost here.”
A glowing sphere resembling a giant soap bubble was rapidly approaching the village. It floated soundlessly of the fields of flowers and then moved in the center of the village. Slowly, it descended. When it touched the ground, it disappeared with a soft “pop” and revealed the woman who had been riding inside. The crowd was silent as the woman approached Dorothy and stepped aside to make a path for her. Read the rest of this entry »
I woke up to the sound of running water. Getting up to investigate, I wrap the sheet around me and find Vin in front of the bathroom mirror shaving.
“Good morning,” I say as I pass by him, perching myself up on the bathroom counter.
“I was wondering what time you were finally going to come out of your cocoon.”
“What time is it?”
“It’s almost noon.”
“Why didn’t you wake me up earlier?”
“I tried, several times. You just mumbled something and rolled over, falling back asleep.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize it was so late.” Read the rest of this entry »
