Darcy twisted the oil pan nut carefully, feeling for the end of the threads. It should have come loose by now. She ducked under the car for a better look, but the shadows obstructed her view. Her left hand reached to adjust the clip-on light. Instead she caught the cord by accident, knocking the light from its perch. Reaching for it, her fingers slipped off...
Monica and I continued being BFFs having coffee from time to time and running. She signed up for the 10k program which surprised me, that little vixen was hooked on running. She even signed on for the half marathon before we ran the 10k goal race. The 10k was more of a fun run. Instead of racing for time, we did intervals the entire six point two miles. Run...
Empires are, I think, male. They thrive on aggression, ambition, and a desire for riches and power. I like what riches bring, but I can sleep in only one bed, live in only one place and eat only one meal at a time. There is something in the drive for Empire I do not understand. I think that like the male sex drive it is to do with possession and the instant...
This was just a small story as I felt I had been doing heavier ones lately. However after this I will be finishing up Halloween Seduction and continuing two past stories, Wishing for a Domme and Becoming a Pet. ***** Tamsin entered her home and threw her keys down on the table. She took off her coat and poured herself a glass of wine. She drank about half...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Chapter one Being a mother of four can be quite exhausting especially when each of your boobs weighed as much as your seven month old baby. Oh yes believe me when I say that. These babies can get really heavy if I didn't constantly pump them when my little Johnny wasn't nu...
Thank you to raconteuse for editing, advice, encouragement and more. It will be nine months, tomorrow. Nine months since Ava passed. She was 83 years old when breast cancer took her. By the end, that lively (at times, almost fierce) spirit of hers took a beating. So, when she finally surrendered the fight, it was something of a mercy. I won't try to...
Samantha leaned forward and spat, a sticky white string dangling briefly from her mouth before breaking. Humiliation, she thought, her mouth full once again, her breasts swaying with the vigorous back-and-forth motion of her right hand. Lost in thought, she'd been brushing her teeth for a full six minutes. No, not just humiliation, degradation, she reflec...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - It's 1963 and times are changing everywhere, but in North Carolina shy 18-year-old Julie Green remains firmly shackled to the past, under the strict control of her father Reverend Larry Green, with the clergyman strongly disapproving of most modern things in American society. Lately, Julie has been confused about her feelings tow...
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WARNING: This story has been replaced with one called Florida Palm College. No more chapters will be added to Westville. You stand at the entrance to Building C, wondering if you're ready to go to orientation. Your name is Morgan Wilson and today is your first day at Westville College. It is a medium-sized private school about an hour away from Columbus, Oh...