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...
Chapter 11 - Sponge Toss My rushed getaway from Josh meant I arrived the Sponge Toss booth ten minutes early, so I had an opportunity to get a feel for the game before I started getting hit with wet sponges. Mr Mitchell the P.E. teacher was on-deck, his wet and smiling face mounted above the brightly coloured body of a clown painted on the outside of the b...
I was twenty-eight when my Grandma Pearl passed away. I still remember every moment of that call. I knew immediately it was bad news. My great Aunt Mary didn’t make many phone calls. “Emily, are you sitting down?” Aunt Mary said. “I don’t know how to tell you this. It’s your Grandma Pearl. She died today.” I didn’t cry then, or at the funeral, or even in...
The softball game was over and I returned to my Aunt's home, hopping their sex bout would be over by then. It was, thank God. Aunt Marie was tending to her flower pots in front of her porch, wearing jeans shorts and a summer shirt tied to her mid-rib with her hair tied in a ponytail, looking like something out of a Cosmo mag. She turned to look at me when I...
In Which an Elven Servant Suffers a Succubus to Live in Her Home. Chapter 2 Her skin is actually very soft. Maybe it's all the sulfur fumes in hell, good for the skin, sort of like the water in a hotspring. Or maybe she's a soulless hellbeast engineered to manipulate us with her beauty. One of those. "A little lower, elf," she says while I wash her stomac...
When I heard that we were being treated to a rare visit from my mother's sister, I wasn't exactly overjoyed. In fact I positively dreaded the prospect, even though Aunt Doreen was just passing through, on her way to stay with a friend in Canada, and we would only have to put up with her for some twelve hours or so. She was catching an early-morning flight, a...
After Kayla's adventure with Bobby she got home to her empty house. When she went upstairs to undress she felt guilty when she slid her panties down her legs and they were soaked with Bobby's cum. She just sat in the edge of the bed looking at the balled up panties in her hand thinking about why she did it. Just then her phone rang and when she saw it was he...
I have known I was a failure for years. My only daughter Magi is an alcoholic. She got pregnant when she was 16 and married and divorced when she was 17. She has also done a terrible job of raising my granddaughter Jackie. Jackie just turned 18 this year and she is a terror to behold. She's just like her mom. Spends all night out with boys drinking and party...
I was on a business trip and had taken an extra night to take my Aunt out for dinner. Aunt Tot was a tiny gal, a fifty-year-old widow and twenty years older than I. She was a fiercely independent person, indicative of many people of her size, and as the expression goes 'did not suffer fools lightly'. One would be careful with words and actions while in her p...
In 1886, the summer heat in Charleston was mild for a late July afternoon. Thomas walked up the steps to his Aunt's house with a feeling of remorse. Knowing his summer was almost over Thomas had a solemn expression on his face when he reached the top step and the front door opened for him. Not only was his summer lost to time, but also his fond memories of h...