52-year-old Agatha Wilcox takes a week's vacation at the shore and finds herself in a simmering affair with a young lifeguard that lasts the duration. Finding a new appetite for sex she has an affair with her daughter's piano teacher and then her own son. She shares her sexual adventures with her three best friends--all pastor's wives--who are feeling neglected at home. They found a nationwide organization called The Red Panties Society.
Suspend belief. This is a totally sappy romantic fantasy with a few religious overtones and a fair bit of sex. It was too erotic for finestories. That makes it different for me. It was fun to write and I hope you will find it fun to read. I hope you enjoy it in the vein it is submitted. I just pile on the good fortune! If you remember Pollyanna or know the term, these two have it happening. Hopefully, it's fun to read for some light-hearted, happy fare
Bob Murphy; 'Murphy' to all who know him, is about to sell his small company to a large competitor. He wants to buy an RV and travel. He loves beer, pussy, fishing, freckles and butts; not in any order. He meets and falls in love with a beautiful 34 y.o. woman. He tells his story himself, his way...
The Figure has a new game: panties that turn women into futanari and grant them mind-controlling powers. When the Figure gives five of them to the agoraphobic Mildred, the Figure sits back and watches the futa and incestuous fun that follows!
Britney is excited for her slumber party with her three friends. But things get wild thanks to the naughty scented candle. Soon, the girls are going to have a huge surprise.
Carla had resolved to marry as a virgin, like her Mum, who taught her to deflect suitors' ardour with HJs or BJs. Carla had one boyfriend, a neighbour but never a life long contender. From afar Carla loved Bryan, who never asked her to date, but time was running out, Bryan's last Eve before a Short Service Commission and Military College, so Carla asked him out. Who would've guessed they were both Master and Mistress of the oral arts, that each lost control and contact. Fast forward 4 years....