Archive | 25.12.2009
- Aunt Phoebe's Masturbatorium Ch. 04
"Wake up! Wake up!" I heard a voice say.
I struggled to open my eyes but the intensity of the glow forced me to keep them shut.
"Holly, wake up! We're in danger!"
Suddenly I felt someone grab me hard by my arm. The brilliant light wavered then flickered out.
"Get up you idiot!"
"What? What?" I muttered, as I felt my aching body react with resistance toward the intrusion.
Again the light fell upon my face, but this time not so harshly, and I could see another face on the opposite side illuminated ... more
- A Transforming Trip Ch. 07
The trip back was quick, wet but otherwise uneventful. Veronique took the helm and Clare, Pascal and I scrambled over the yacht keeping it running at maximum speed. As a result we were all salty, wet and tired as we pulled into our berth in the harbour.
Clare took off her lifejacket revealing a damp white top clinging to her breasts, the top semi-transparent with the dampness and her erect nipples clearly visible. Pascal volunteered to sort out the boat, and so we grabbed our stuff and walked ... more