This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to; James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated. It had been two weeks since Agnes and Cindy disciplined Susan and Patrick after catching them in bed toge...
"Serendipity" is simply finding what you're looking for under your very nose. Although there are times when your face needs to be forced into what you've been seeking. This is no more true than in my discovery of Pam. My name is Stan and I'm a Marine. I stand just over six-feet-tall, about one-eighty, and lean-and-mean fighting-machine (what else would you...
Kevin continued to follow his step mom around like a puppy dog. He relished every chance he got to get naked for her, and loved when she would dress down a bit - sometimes in a pair of tight shorts, sometimes she would even walk briskly from the bathroom to her room in just a bra and panties. Ah, those were the best days. But poor Kevin just could not stay...
"Wait." I stiffened immediately. The credits were just rolling on the zombie flick we'd been watching. I patted her calf to get her feet off my lap, and told her I had to pee. She slid her bare foot up to my crotch and pressed in, replying in her seductive and stern voice. She knows how to get my attention. She wiggled her toes under my balls, then rocked...
Prologue I needed to get away, needed a change of scenery. Though it's small, Beverwyck still had its distractions and annoying noises. Moreover, it was too close to the malls and cafes that would take my precious time away from finishing my latest novel, an action/adventure tale starring my most favorite character, Thierry Prud'homme IV. I called an aunt...
For as far back as I can remember, my family would visit my Aunt Abby every year during the summer. We would usually stay for a week or two and I always had a great time. She had married my mom's brother the year I was born. I don't remember him because he passed away only a few years later. My parents continued to keep Aunt Abby close to their hearts and a...
Again, many apologies for those who have waited so long for the next chapter in Kristy's journey! I will try to post more quickly for the next chapters. As always, please feel free to leave comments but please remember that this is fiction and a certain amount of suspension of disbelief is required to keep the story entertaining. Apart from that, I hope you...
Sunlight streaming through a small gap in the curtains woke Sara the next morning. She stirred, sandwiched between Chaucer and Gable. She looked at both men. Chaucer's red hair was all bed tousled. She thought he looked cute like that. Turning toward Gable, she saw his eyes opening. His gold-flecked hazel eyes focused on her. "Good morning, Miss," he said,...
1. Meeting Mary told herself that she should look at this as an adventure. She had lived with her Aunt Patrice since she was born, and since Aunt Patrice was a religious homebody, Mary had been too. When Patrice died unexpectedly she felt completely lost and confused. She had no friends to comfort her, her aunt believed friends were nothing but a bad infl...
This story has been published elsewhere by me. (This story is inspired by the superb sleepy fetish story Aunt Julie by Victor) 5:25 P.M., Wisconsin Airport (C-Way), April 2020, My name's Scott Gershwin and I just want to say that Aunt Julie isn't really my aunt as I only learned to call Julie that from my parents and Julie herself. It was a nice affecti...