No one in this fictional story is under eighteen years old. There is some slight incest, sort of. There is anal, oral and mother-in-law sex in this story. It's a fantasy! Any similarity to any person living or dead or in-between is entirely ridiculous be nice in your comments, especially you anonymous! Over the top as usual. If you don't like it, then get of...
Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain, that is running like an avalanche coming down the mountain. * * * * * "Really?" is all I can say. Well, I think I say it. I might be just kind of shrieking it in my own mind. Anyway, I don't have time for anything else; it's hit the cow, well, cows, or, nope, nothing else. And why are there...
The next morning I grabbed a quick shower, dried off and sat down at the breakfast table with a mug of coffee and a bowl of raisin bran. Julie was also sitting at the breakfast table and staring at me with a manic smile. It was really creepy. Nobody should look that happy at 6:58 in the morning. I tried drinking my coffee, and hoped that after I had some...
I squeezed my thighs together and scooted as far away from Molly as I could, rolling to my side until I was practically hanging off the edge of the bed. I held my phone in one hand and wedged the other down the front of my underwear while I read the tiny text on my screen. "Susannah bent forward and peered back over her shoulder, grasping the fence with whi...
This story does involve some rather graphic descriptions of bodily functions. If that offends you, read no further. All characters are 18 or over. ***** Maureen's 34-year-old younger sister Lynn was just recovering from her first spanking since she was a teenager. She had come over to see her sister when Maureen was giving weekly spankings to her three chi...
Ever been in a situation where one moment everything is normal and the next it's all gone surreal? It happened to me recently. Let me explain what happened. I was staying at a Bed & Breakfast place for a week while doing some fishing. The owner was, to be polite, a sour faced prude, so you can imagine how I might describe her if I was being impolite. Fortun...
Sally was Jamie's Aunt. She was married to his mum's brother, John. John had died 10 years ago when Jamie was only 8 years old. Sally had mourned for her beloved John for seven long years, but she had finally got over him. Sally was a very prim and proper lady, she had black hair, always tied up into a neat bun, dark brown eyes, and she was 37 years old, al...
DON'T LET THE DOLEDRUMS FOOL YOU Tempting Goodness for Outdoor Meals, boasted the advertisement. Vera studied the package for margarine with big gray eyes. It gave her ideas, but then she remembered that time in April. She had prepared Jell-o topped with whipped cream in a bowl and had waited for Jim to come to his bed. Once he appeared, coming out from his...
Barbara Mason had smoothed down her black pencil skirt and straightened the seams on her shiny black silk stockings when the telephone rang. She reached over to her bedside table and took the phone out of its cradle before answering it. 'Hello?' 'Hello darling,' a posh voice purred. 'Oh, Hi Audrey.' 'Are you ready for him?' 'Yes I just have to put on m...
MaMa sent a little note to Abi and Lee via the new kitchen help/maid Kitty. "I would be delighted if you two would kindly join me for a chat over breakfast tomorrow morning, say, 8.30am in my rooms. Love MaMa" It had been two days since they had visited Mrs Stoney and 3 days for her. "Why do we always arrived early Abi?" "No extras for early, unless of...