L'Affaire

Ally turned to focus on Jack, who was setting his laptop aside and getting up from his seat on the couch. After the shower he changed into flannel pajama pants and a worn T-shirt advertising UC Davis School of Law. He'd done nothing with his hair out of the shower and it had dried into a wavy mop. He looked incredible and Ally wanted to shout to the world that he was hers--all hers--but he wasn't hers. ...

L'Affaire C. 02

Jack couldn't help smiling the rest of the evening. He had done it. He had her. And it was a relief to know that her resistance to letting their status as couple be known was not because she didn't want a relationship, but because she thought she was some kind of diversion for him. Woman was anything but a diversion. He couldn't keep his mind away from her. ...

L'Affaire C. 03

A comfortable silence stretched between Nicki and Matt and she couldn't help but smile. She probably looked completely goofy but she didn't care. Her lips still tingled from his kiss and she got the feeling by the way he was looking at her that he felt it, too.
"So..." Matt said, eyeing her. ...

L'Affaire C. 05

Nicki was nervous and she was drinking too much. Any minute now she was will start saying something inappropriate. She had been thrilled when Matt had barely waited twelve hours to call her and even more thrilled when he asked her to dinner. She was still having trouble trying not to think about how forward she'd been last night and how hard and hot he'd felt under her palm. ...

L'Affaire C. 06

A familiar yellow lab greeted Matt and Nicki at the door when they entered Matt's single story rambler. Nicki knelt down to let the dog smell her and scratched behind his ears, letting him lick her face.
"Hey now, back off Harry," Matt said, pulling Nicki up to a standing position and pulling her into him. "That's my woman. ...

L'Affaire C. 07

When Carly reached the privacy of her car she pulled her cell phone out and dialed home, or at least, what use to be home. . amiliar male voice answered on the second ring. "Yello?" he drawled.
"Are you trying to humiliate me? You had me served at work?"
"Well, hello to you, too," Mike said, indifference in his voice. ...

L'histoire

I've always loved stockings. I remember when I was a little girl I found a pair of my mother's old suspenders, from when stockings were the only option, in the dressing-up box. ...

l'Histoire d'une femme

Every story of one's self is a fiction. But one can at least try to speak some truth. I write here not as a woman speaking for all women, but only for myself. Take from it what you will.
Knowing where to begin is hard , for there is no beginning, really. I constructed this visual and textual journal as a way of exploring, putting into words and images, my sexuality and erotic desires. ...

L8 Night with Lionel and Sondra

He was late coming home -- later than usual. Sondra fell asleep on the couch, waiting up for him. She didn't hear the engine, or even the door opening. Lionel awakened her with a soft kiss.
"You waited up for me."
"Oh, baby," she yawned and stretched, then sat up and hugged him tightly. "Welcome home. Are you hungry? You want me to fix you something? ...

La Familia De Ortega Ch. 1

Ruby Ann knew her family was-well-slightly off. Her mother and father had produced six kids after all, Ruby Ann being the youngest of the bunch. Her brother, Justin and his girlbuddie Becca both lived at home and Ruby was no stranger to the sexual promiscuity of the 22 college student and his 18 girlbuddie, who had barely finished high school when Ruby first heard Justin's floor pounding ways. ...

La Femme Amy Ch. 02

I lay in bed, my cum slowly drying on my belly as I looked down at my cock which was still rock hard. Damn. It had never stood up so blatantly even when I was younger after two such hard cums. I realized I was still very horny with the thoughts of my daughter's body... Damn. She is your daughter. You shouldn't be thinking thoughts like that, but I have to have relief. I rolled over and, which is named a number I knew by heart. Allison. ...

La Femme Amy Ch. 03

Showering quickly, knowing that Karen will be here any minute to go to the mall. . ...

La Femme Amy Ch. 07

One thing I had discovered about myself since all this young pussy was ever so willing to feel the experience of an older man's touch is that my cock seem to stay rock hard all the time. My mind whirled with the thought of Randy, Karen and especially my sweet lovely daughter Amy. It seems these days all I can think about is pussy, fucking it, eating it, just having it. ...

La Vita Dolce Ch. 01

She consoled herself as the plane began to descend. 'It's all right, everything is fine. Everything is under control. You've been here before.'
She drew a hard breath. ...

La Vita Dolce Ch. 03

She crawled out of bed. Woken by the sharp rapping at the door. Her fingers tentatively lingered on the door handle.
"Who is it?" she named.
"Room service," came a reply. Not Alejandro. As if sensing some hesitation, on her part, the voice named out again in halting English. "I have brought breakfast. ...