Author's note: This story contains mentions of fecal consumption, and heavily focuses on the fecal fetish. The author does not participate in such activities. All science is out the door as well. Please make sure you are over eighteen, and this is not forbidden material where you reside. Please leave now if you are offended by this type of story. Otherwise...
Here it is, after much waiting and anticipation! Thank you for the feedback and support, both helped me get through the crap life has set in my lap and write this chapter for you! It is a bit longer than the others, so enjoy! As always, feedback and constructive criticism are welcome. ***** Chp 7 Monday, May 2nd Ashley returned to school and JJ woke up Mo...
Debbie was up and in the kitchen quietly making breakfast, brewing coffee and packing herself a lunch when Ashley's bedroom door opened, its hinges squeaking as it swung fully open. Whispers and a giggle announced the girls' arrival before they came around the corner. Ashley was in a long sleep shirt, one that had once belonged to her father. Her hair was a...
It was about four in the wee hours of Sunday morning before Penny got home from the Ladies Network Annual Gala Dinner during which time she, as the newest member of 2007, was the sex toy and major participant in the bacchanalian sex orgy with the hired pole-erotic dancer Mona with whom she took turns licking the cunt and sucking the excited, blood-engorged c...
The party had been a blast, for all the wrong reasons, but who cared? Certainly not Belinda nor Rachel. They so enjoyed themselves the entire weekend that it was the worst parting they had had since they began their little adventure. It was always a little tough to say 'T.T.F.N.' when Rachel headed home, but this was a tough one. Rachel wouldn't be back in t...
My heartfelt gratitude and thanks to Tall Poppy for helping me with the editing of this story. Hope you guys enjoy. ***** Rachel stood outside the door of the apartment. Her right hand moved up and down the side of her jeans, wiping off the wetness on her palm. Coming here... making the decision to be with her would end up hurting another. 'But it's how I...
Authors Note: This story is a work of fiction and depicts a sexual relationship between two consenting adult women. If this offends you, read no further. I would like to thank everyone who read the previous parts of this story. The comments and emails have been greatly appreciated. Your support and encouragement has meant more to me than I can put into wor...
Hello dear readers, Thank you for supporting me. Being featured in the Top 100 is something I could have never imagined when I posted my first story. I really appreciate your favorable look over my work so far. I hope to be able to continue deliver stories you will enjoy. As always, leave your comments, PMs and ratings! Here's the sequel of Daphne. I know...
Foreword Hello I'm here again, Heather Hunter reporting for duty, ready, willing and able. And please don't worry about me being long-winded this time around. I was extremely nervous when I first put my thoughts down in writing. Tentatively rereading my rashly written Loving Made Easy, it shows. Good grief; doesn't it just! This time that ain't gonna happ...
This is my entry into the Valentine's Day story contest. It is a tale that takes place in the high fashion industry, and how love sometimes finds people in places and ways they never expected. * Sally Hemmings sat looking at the Valentine card that had been left on her desk before she arrived at work that morning. It was very beautiful and ornate, and smel...