Diana, Princess of Wales, was a very beautiful, very sexual and very unhappy woman. She had every right to have the dream marriage and life but she found that in order to achieve a fraction of the happiness she deserved, she had to look for someone other than her husband to give it to her.
Her fourteen-year-old daughter's enchanting young body awakens deeply buried desires in her mother Jane, desires she thought she'd outgrown long ago. Jane fights them, but one day an idea lodges in her increasingly lust-filled and sleep-deprived mind, an idea she just cannot resist.
A Halloween Story
The is what happens after too much Capt. Morgan in late October - a Halloween story about John(ny), Jack, and Jim. Additional code: clothing fetish. I wrote it for, well, you know who you are.
Somewhat repressed Dani seems too innocent and too plain. Why was sharing a friend's dowdy wife with friends and pizza so surprising? =================== I hope someone can divine why my muse ejected me from bed and pressured me to write this. I haven't a clue. It is a fun read too. You may want to read the story behind this story which is appended, for now.
Eddie is now a high school freshman. Adapting to a larger school, he is still scoping out the bevy of new girls. Although he is getting known as a good boy to know, he meets and befriends a sophmore girl, Holly. She invites him to dinner, where he meets her mother. The mother confides in Eddie that suspecting he has 'experience' she encourages him to teach her daughter about sex.
I spied on Mom many times. I watched her undress, and fuck Dad--many times. I masturbated, thinking about her. I didn't care about the rules--that it was taboo, perverted. I had to have her. But would she have me?