Armand Cookson
Bio
I enjoy writing sexy stories and fantasy.
Stories (2/0)
The Delivery
She was sitting home alone. Waiting for the delivery to arrive. The house was empty except for her, but she didn’t feel completely alone. She knew he was watching. Somewhere miles away a small window was displayed on a computer monitor that was peeking into her world. They had talked about it, and she had played around a little before, but this felt a little different. She was the one performing this time. She had the entire weekend to come up with a plan. How the show would go. And thinking about it had been both scary and exciting at the same time. The very idea of performing made her nervous and sent her sensitive spots tingling at the same time. She hoped he would enjoy the show.
By Armand Cooksonabout a year ago in Filthy
The Barn
Lisa was looking forward to another relaxing weekend out in the country. She was tired of being cramped up in her small apartment and the workspace in her office was already overcrowded by her co-workers. The fresh air and open spaces would be a welcome break from it all. She was also looking forward to seeing her good friend Casey. It was after all Casey who had invited her out to spend the weekend on her farm. She enjoyed being able to go out and see the animals. The last time she was out at the farm, they had gone on a wonderful horseback ride and had even managed to spot some deer grazing in one of the pastures. What was that horse's name again?
By Armand Cookson3 years ago in Filthy