A Jacqueline de Belleville Story Spring 1810 sees Jacqueline crossing the south of France in search of her father's ancestral home. On her way she meets randy artists, a sex starved bargee, and a man willing to offer a ride for a ride. Finally she encounters a legend in her own lifetime and Jacqueline learns more about her origins.
My spouse and I like to watch other people having sex. We're not pushing anyone into anything, but there are some possibilities we'd like to explore. Heads up: there's a little mm in this story in Chapter Five, but it's clearly marked so you can skip it if you want. Some of the characters have the same names as in my other stories, but they're not the same people. I like the names, that's all. There is some overlap in themes, however. This is a fantasy. It never happened! (To me, anyway.)
Ami was a "Type A" personality lawyer who by age 31 had ruined her health. A visit to her doctor put her into a gym and a "special" yoga class that changed her life.
In 1960 I was a sex-obsessed fifteen-year-old, with an addiction to the glossy pinup magazines of those pre-internet days. I turned to shoplifting as a way of meeting my needs. When I got caught, the owner of the store, a recently widowed lady in her thirties, didn't know what to do with me. Eventually she came up with a unique way for me to pay for my crimes. At the same time she found a way to fulfill the needs of a horny teenaged boy and a young widow with an overactive libido.
It was a day to repair things, and I was dressed accordingly. I did not expect to meet a lovely young woman. It was a slob day that turned out like I never expected.
When Damien needed a cat sitter in a hurry, his thoughts turned to the girl next door. OK, so it wasn't the first time that his thoughts had turned to his neighbours' cute fifteen-year-old daughter, but this time was a bit different. Then, when she came round to talk to him about it, he caught her reading one of his mucky stories and it was obvious that it was turning her on.