My story actually begins with a ballet teacher named Ms. Mixon. I was never interested in ballet, however my mother insisted that I learn, so she sent me to classes for six years. My mother hoped that; if she forced me to go; eventually I would learn to love the ballet. It was a bold plan, but one that failed. After six years of stretching, foot positions,...
The house was packed and teens were all over the place. End of the school year party. Drinking, dancing to music, sex and candy. Rubin the guy who set everything up and organized the whole invitation list. Though it became useless because people he never seen before just started showing up and over whelmed the place, he stopped asking for the invitations....
She lay splayed out naked on the fold away bed, bound by wrist and ankle. Her voice muted by the gag across her mouth, her sight deprived by the blindfold over her eyes. Though defenseless there was no sign of fear, inside her own basement she was not vulnerable. Her husband's footsteps resounding through the floor boards as he walked in the house above. She...
= = = = = = = Four young college girls on a skiing vacation have to find other things to do when an excess of new snow traps them in their cabin. This is the second in this series and might make more sense if you have read "Three J's and an S Go Skiing." = = = = = = = * * * * * * * Julie, Judy, and Joan slept until after eleven. By the time they had aw...
Chapter One - Don't Look in the Basement She was saying something but her tits were too fantastic for my eyes and ears to work at the same time. Everything about this woman obliterated my higher level brain functions and turned me into those monkeys I see at the zoo. Being nineteen didn't help, and being at eye level to her massive chest caused me great anx...
Authors Note: Alas this is a fairly long prologue which is depressingly remiss of any action of the carnal type, however, I think it's important to set the scene a bit. If you don't really care too much about plot and just want some action try moving onto to chapter 1:) Thanks for reading let me know what you think! *** Prologue I tracked left and right w...
I came out of hiding with concern for my wife. Anxiety for her welfare, along with anger for her deceit, both accompany me now. Patty took part in a gangbang with our neighbor, Michael, and his two friends, Eddy and Bill. They showed no mercy for her first time with multiple partners. Without her knowing, I spied on her lustful affair from the basement and w...
This story is a continuation of a story I submitted a few months ago. I apologize for taking so long. *** In the first part of this story Joe Martin, a 36-year-old white man, was having problems with wetting the bed. He didn't realize that his lovely wife Bonnie was making him pee in bed by gently putting his hand in a bowl of warm water after he had gone...
This is the third in a three part presentation of a novel. You should go back and read Victorian Dreams Ch 01 and Pt 2 to gain context before reading this third piece. This part, as well, as the two parts that preceed it are Copyright 2003, 2004 by Charles F. Johnson and all rights are reserved and protected under the Copyright laws of the United stats and...
Keira was thankful she had room to sit up straight. The cage He had put her in just barely had enough room for her to straighten her back. Her legs were another matter. She could sit with her legs clasped in front of her, she could curl up in a tight,awkward ball on the floor. She had almost forgotten how it felt to stretch her legs. Even when He took her...