Missy Anne, and her husband, owned a cotton plantation, in south Carolina. The plantation, was 200 acres, it had 12 slaves for house duties, and 200 slaves, for field duties. Missy Anne's husband, was a drunk, and philanderer. He was never at home, and his foreman Dick strong, was in charge of the place, most of the time. Missy Anne, was exited. Tomorrow,...
"Oh, baby!" he groaned as he pumped away at the supple blonde beneath him. He leaned over to thrust his tongue in her mouth to match the rhythm of his lower body. His hands squeezed her huge breasts mercilessly as his cock worked in and out of her tight pussy. He loved the way her pussy contracted so tightly around his erection. It felt like pure heaven. He...
Stacy walked into the bar with a sigh. It wasn't a busy night, and she almost turned around to go back home. Home. The word held different meaning these days. Things had changed. She had crossed an invisible line, and knew she couldn't go back. It was that convention last year in Philadelphia. She hadn't wanted to go. She wanted to stay home with her husban...
Ken called Brianna the next day and told her that Kathy had come by last night and agreed to buy the house. He purposely did not tell her about the encounter that happened on her arrival. Ken couldn't see what good it would do for him to tell her about the incident, and it might only make things worse. And right now he needed things to go as smoothly as poss...
Hello and welcome to my readers. Thank you for your votes, feedback and comments on my previous submittals. It is always a pleasure hearing from you. A caveat: this little tale may change the way you look at a popular Holiday confection. Read on and enjoy. ________________________ "VeryMerry Baking Company, fruitcake our specialty, good morning, how may I...
I watched as the sun peaked it's brilliant orange head up over the horizon. I marveled at the colors of the sky, all the reds, purples, and blues indicating the dawning of a new day. I hadn't been able to sleep in days, and the only thing that had kept me going was to watch the sunrise as I sat on my front porch, a cup of coffee in hand, and a notebook on...
I want to thank bridgeburner99 for her on going proof reading, advice and encouragement which improved my story ten fold. Thank you so much. This is only a fantasy. I have not stuck with the facts of how much abuse the body can take or what true damage it can cause; what laws are broken with public nudity or even the consequence, or any other law of physics...
It has been said that everything in life begins with an idea, and dies with an opinion. With that in mind, we decided to stick to good ideas. We had met right as we both graduated high school. His name was Matt, and he was my partner. To say the least, I wouldn't have touched him with a fifty foot pole if he had asked me to. We weren't partners in the sexual...
ANGIE I'll have to rewrite some of this story, as the "nice" opening I had originally started with won't cut the mustard. Since things went south for me in the fall of 2004, I've had my eyes "opened" to more of the true nature of the girl involved. She's done some things in the intervening months that really make me question the kind of person I thought she...
In a futuristic world messages and packages are delivered by teams of motorcycle riders. These teams are composed of 6 riders. The leader, the mechanic, two protectors and a "racer", a high-speed specialist and a replacement racer for if the original should be injured. These teams are highly regarded within society holding an honoured place in society for wi...