Passion joined with love equals perfection. This is a love story between a white man and a black woman. If you are looking for a "Fuck your nigger whore's black ass white boy" story you will not find it here. Save yourself -- don't read this.
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.
my wife learnt to belly dance at first to please me but she really got into it and we decided a suitable out fit was required so i went out to see what i could find and then my wife would try on and choose any suitable costume.
A Wendy Story A sequel to "Wendy," where Jim's thirteen-year-old daughter comes home and gets a piece of the action from both Wendy and Jim. (You should probably read "Wendy" first.) Although I've categorized it as "Erotica," it's really a love story.
Randy had to give up his weekend to supervise his sister's "sweet sixteen" birthday party. It was a tough job, keeping three teen-age girls entertained, but he managed to rise to the occasion. You'll have to read on to find out how it all happened. The story opens a little slowly, but not quite slow enough to warrant that tag. Once it gets going though, the action is "hard and fast".
Caught wife in the act cheating on him, beat up her lover,went to jail. Disowned by parents, he got a broken down old house. He finds a treasure and a really nice younger, new girl.
Those were the words that young Brit Oliver Hunt couldn't bring himself to say when he picked them up from the pavement. He'd seen them fall out of her bag, but how to return them to her?