REUNION Hansel Gingersnap stopped before the front door of Grandma Nyx's house. He looked around to make sure nobody could see him as pressed the doorbell . Ever since his sister Gretel disappeared, the onus of making these little check-in visits had fallen on his broad, albeit protesting, shoulders. But he liked to hide his activities at Grandma Nyx's hou...
Author's note: This story is co-written with another author called LL. It's based on Gilmore girls and is a Rory/Lorelai pairing so if you don't like mother/daughter stories you should read no further. * "Sweet eighteen and never been..." sang Lorelai Gilmore as threw herself on the bed like it was a trampoline and it was her Eighteenth Birthday, not her...
All the characters in this story are above 18 years of age. Also it is first part of my last story in this series. PRESIDENT'S PROPERTY 9th January 2021, here I am in the presidential suite, on the top floor of the inpatient building of the Lion Fisher Hospital. wearing asst. nurse's uniform riding on our President's(Chairman's) cock, which was the same i...
I woke up in a daze and found myself in my school's nurse's office. The last thing I remember was feeling dizzy in the middle of class and then it was just a blur. "Ah, you're finally up. That's good." The elderly nurse, Mrs. Johnson said with the bedside manner of a crocodile, or just an old lady tired of kids faking sick to get out of tests reall...
The reason I like fucking women in the ass so much, besides the fact that it's tighter and warmer, is that it teaches a slut what she's good for: being fucked in whatever hole feels best to the man. You see, sex (and really life) should be about the man's needs. Once a woman has devoted herself to pleasing her man and only then, the residual efforts should g...
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Part 4 -- Life with Grandpa The plane touched down uneventfully and being a domestic flight there was no customs inspection. I wheeled my luggage tote through the arrivals area seeking a taxi stand which I found in short order. My grandparents lived in the more rural part of the state and had been farmers. They sold off most of their land as their children...
Lips set in a mutinous, angry line, Rebecca pressed the doorbell. Still dressed in the same clothes from that afternoon, the porch light of Mr. Jones house cast her face in shadows. "Rebecca." Mr. Jones said, surprised to see her. "It's late." "Yeah, I know." She muttered, nervously shifting the weight of her very full backpack to the other shoulder. "Can...
A Modern Family - The Beginning Mom and dad met in high school. Mom was a cheerleader, tennis, volleyball, basketball player, track star and musician; dad a star tennis, football, basketball, baseball player, track and field athlete. He also played guitar. On their first date, both of them just turned 18, they got carried away in their lust. They gave in...
Dedicated to my wife's grandma. (Not enough of this story is fiction). Thanks to BarBar for helping me with the plot and characterisation, and to James E. Henry for editing. This story is vastly improved because of their assistance. ------------------------------- Steph grimaced as she peered into her grandmother's room and wondered, once again, just what...