Claire knew that anyone driving past would think she was crazy– sitting in her Mazda, screaming at the passenger seat as if someone were there– but she was past caring. He made her so angry. Blake Anderson. She wished he was in the car so she could scream at him in person. With his blue eyes and his square jaw. If he’d been there, he would have just shook hi...
The last couple of weeks had been hectic for us. Between his overtime at work and my final University exams getting closer and closer, we had barely even seen each other, never mind anything else. It had been so long since He had used me I was beginning to worry that I would implode from my desperation to feel Him inside me again. So when I came home to find...
EXTRA TRAINING We broke open a third bottle of wine and I decided to ask Sue more about her insatiable appetite for sex. I was still fascinated by the contract between her day job as a respectable and responsible Head Teacher and her rampant nymphomania in private. She thought it stemmed from a mixture of a strict upbringing in the late 1950's to which she...
Club Inzest 4: The Tale of Two Jessys by Micaela Reynolds as told to BrettJ © 2009 My beautiful daughter was between my legs, licking me for all she was worth. Fucking her senseless was her stepbrother, Chris, while Christina and her Mom, my wife Debra, were happily engaged in a sixty-nine just beside us. We'd stayed overnight at our Club, as the previ...
Chapter 12: Martyrdom "Golden Girl. Step forward." It was the Duc's voice, cold and commanding. Though Dorée was victorious in her first competition at the Chateau, she would get no praise from him. He had lost his wager against her, and he was not about to mask his displeasure. But Dorée was too far gone for fear. She stepped forward, curtseyed deeply, a...
The first night of "The Three Night of Consummation" has begun. Martin's situation heats up and moves quickly. If you are following this story leave a comment if possible so I can gage the flow of this tale. Thanks. * Martin looked about the room as he stood there bound to the foot rails of the bed. He looked at his reflection, taking in his looks for the...
Some days, the biggest thing that motivates me to head to the gym and get my steps in at the track is the women. Not that it's a nonstop parade of beauties or anything; as a self-employed guy I typically go during the day, when the senior citizens are out in force. But there are a few local hot moms who take advantage of the fact that the kids are in school...
April 4. 11:34 P.M. The phone rang. It wasn't so much the fact that the phone rang that bothered Lyle Fenton, but rather which phone rang. Fenton's bloodshot eyes stared at it in disbelief. "Lyle, are you going to get that or not?" whined Tina from her usual perch in the upstairs bedroom. Lyle supposed he was, if only to shut Tina up. He rose from the cou...
Everyone in this fictional story is over 18 and consenting. Play safe, people. ***** "I don't care if she has a lift or not! I didn't invite the bitch and I don't want her at my fucking party!" The girl's voice was harsh, with an almost hysterical edge, making some of her friends outside wince in sympathy with the target of her rage. "Come on, Olivia," o...
Hello, it's your humble omniscient narrator again. This guy Jon Thomas sure has a lot of people in his head. He has me working overtime trying to tell all their stories. Here's the latest Passion play inspired by his friend Jacy, from Texas. ~~~ Jacy Etergen is descended from royal stock. Her ancestor was a female Inca Chief who was born intersex. She in...