Halloween 2024
On a band trip to New Orleans he stopped into a hole-in-the-wall shop, where an old woman offered to sell him a little bottle of Love Potion #9. He was a high school student who had a crush on his geometry teacher and, just for fun, at the Halloween dance, he spiked her punch. Except instead of only two drops, as the old woman had instructed him, his nervousness caused him to dump half the bottle. It was the best Halloween night of his life, and October 31st was never the same again.
A young bi-sexual female artist meets a female art student who is a new nude model at her life class. They become friends and she takes the model home where they have an enjoyable sexy time together.
Unlike most girls my age, I still enjoy babysitting. I don't understand why anyone would wait tables at minimum wage when you can get twice the pay (in cash) taking on a job where most of the time the kids are in bed? Not to mention the side benefits in that most parents with kids at this age are not that old meaning the husbands can be quite... well, interesting. Usually that just means some teasing and flirting but in this case it went a little further!
Robin has a conference with her daughter's teacher to discuss her future. Neither of them could know her future involves getting knocked up by her teacher.This author's attempt at telling a story primarily from a female point of view.
Valerie is tired of painting landscapes, so she asks her son and then her daughter to pose for her... nude. The passion builds in the artist and her models until something has to give. What gives is his cock and it keeps on giving, knowing both women are protected. Or are they? / (Reviews)
A cowboy stumbles on a run down ranch run by a woman and her three daughters. He learns there is a need for a good man on the ranch, but that they have no money to pay him. Mom has something to trade, though - her daughters.
This is a story of love, and just a few of its countless complexities. And, it's an homage to Chandra. I recently posted it with the title, I Loved the Black Rose, using the names Gisele and Kat for the main characters. In truth, I wrote the story about Chandra and me. I used the other names for my own reasons. I know Chandra always wanted it posted with our real names, and I've reached a place where I can post it that way. This story is my own fantasy, but the feelings are real.
Karen discovers a dark, addictive hunger for servicing anonymous young men through the partition of a college town adult arcade. What begins as a marital experiment quickly spirals into a solo obsession, driving her back to the gloryhole day after day for the thrill of the unknown. But when a pair of familiar sneakers appears under the wall, Karen realizes too late that her secret world is about to collide with her real life in the most forbidden way possible.