Why she didn't just lay there and let the voicemail pick up the message, Nancy didn't know. Perhaps it was just her dutiful nature to jump when she heard a phone ring. Something could have happened and someone on the other end might need her help, Or perhaps, maybe it was simply an overriding subconscious desire to vacate her Daughter's bedroom as quickly as...
Summary: Sweet 18-year old virgin is seduced by lesbian MILF seductress. Note 1: Thanks to HFernandez for suggesting this idea. Note 2: Thanks to TexBeethoven, Robert, Scott and Wayne for editing. Note 3: This is a NUDE DAY 2017 Contest Story. Warning: This story manipulates religion... if that offends you please quit reading now. Church Girl: 1 Perfect...
'Wip' they called her—like the word 'whip,' but maybe short for whippet because of her speed—or like the crack of a whip and it's lash, for her intellect and wit—probably all of the above. She sat in her pew and surveyed as she did each Sunday. She took in the sermon and surveyed; and was surveyed. There were many eyes on her—all cloistered; hidden—wanting h...
My beautiful wife Jazzy and I were on holidays in Melbourne, Victoria, and Australia. We were walking around enjoying the sights hand in hand, but people walking past kept looking at us lustfully so I whispered to Jazzy. "See how beautiful you are baby? No one can keep their eyes off you." Honestly I couldn't blame them for drooling because my beautiful wif...
Summary: Submissive serves MILF at church during Sunday service. Note 1: Thanks to HFernandez for suggesting this idea. Note 2: Thanks to TexBeethoven, Robert, Dave, Random Robbie and Wayne for editing. Warning: This story manipulates religion... if that offends you please quit reading now. This is part two of a series. Part one, Church Girl: 1 Perfect T...
Elizabeth Jones woke at 6.29am as usual, precisely 1 minute before her alarm clock was due to perform its now pointless task. Her meticulous morning routine swung into action. Stretching herself to remove the last remnants of sleep, she removed her long cotton nightdress, donned her towelling robe and proceeded to the bathroom. Although not conscious of the...
[Thanks to estragon for the proofreading on my story once again. --tricia] Session VII: Missing the Feeling As the day passed on Thursday, the redness passed from my skin and the low-grade pain that reminded me of my beatings slowly faded. By the end of the day, I was missing it. No one had spanked me on Wednesday. Dominated me, fingered me, made me eat p...
With a supreme pizza in her hand, and her favorite movie; "Journey to the Center of the Earth," she headed towards Deana's, more nervous than a school girl on her first date. Deana thought that Friday would never get there; the days went by slower than molasses on a stack of pancakes. Each night, she ravished her naked body with visions of sexual delights...
*** An excerpt from SOUP Wars *** She ran from her family and rode for two hundred and fifty miles. Her souped-up vintage and yellow Harley with a hybrid-electric adaptor and a full tank of high-octane liquid biomass could’ve made it past the United States border with the greatest of ease. Candi didn’t check her fuel gauge before her escape from the hell th...
The old weir gate was stuck, again. The old one, made of hornbeam had been much better, but had fallen to pieces two years ago; this modern thing was awful. It had swollen with the rain, and needed a good kick to make it open; fortunately, I was in the mood for kicking, so I gave it a good boot – and it opened. The trees were stark against the sky, denuded...