"I can't stop giggling!" exclaimed Alesha. "Everything you do tickles!" Traci rolled her eyes. "Look, if we're gonna do this then you have to cooperate. It's not gonna be comedy hour, damn!" "I know, it's just weird, I can't get serious!" Alesha giggled again. Traci rose up and looked at her. "Look, this was YOUR idea; I'm doing this for YOU and your f...
A mere couple of weeks after spring break, I found myself traveling once more, this time with my roommate Wendy. You see, her mother Linda was a professional caterer, and she'd been hired by an old college classmate named Dina to cater her younger brother Kevin's wedding. Apparently, with the event only days away, the wedding singer had canceled due to a fam...
As usual and always, thanks to Steve (CiaoSteve) for making my story so lively. Most importantly, all characters involved in sexual intercourse are above eighteen years of age. Lastly, comments are always welcome if they can help me in writing better stories in future. *** Some two months had gone by since our last meeting. It was the night of pleasure....
John Elliot drove the bus into the depot with a sigh of relief. His muscles ached from being in the driving seat for the last eight hours with only two short breaks. Switching the engine off, he stood and turned to make a quick visual check of the bus. "Ma'am?" he said in surprise. "This is the last stop." "I'm sorry," she apologized, getting to her feet....
Taking a careful sip from the oversized mug cradled between his palms, John Elliott sighed in contentment as he gazed out through the opened kitchen door. Freshly brewed coffee and a chance to drink to the last drop without any interruptions or distractions from his noisy, playful, demanding twins. Heaven! He was on his first real vacation in nearly seven y...
CHAPTER 1 Our entire family had been abducted as we shopped in a little market in Mexico. We had been drugged and kidnapped. We found ourselves all together in a small room, with our hands tied behind our backs and our ankles tied together. We were each gagged, but other than that, nothing else seemed to have been done to us. My husband, Keith was obviously...
It was the summer I turned eighteen and it was unforgettable. My parents separated before I can even remember. My mom remarried and moved to London. My dad would not allow her to take me with her...and smart lady that she is she did not want me caught in the middle of a very nasty custody battle. Instead they compromised. And I got the best of both worlds, L...
The original edition of this story combined my two main fetishes: peeing and breastfeeding. However, since I'm not sure how many pee fetishists are into lactation and vice-versa, I decided to post this portion as an addendum to the peeing portion. This picks up immediately from where "Pee Where You Sit Ep. 05" left off. What you need to know: Sam and Ginge...
Disclaimer: This story series is pure fiction inspired by true events and real people. ***** Megan and I were pumped. We had been at the gym for about an hour and a half by the time we felt we had a successful co-workout. We had been working on our upper body and had sweat pouring down our faces and on our chests. I looked down at my phone as we were exiti...
In junior high school calling a girl a cow was one of the biggest non-profane insults regularly used. I was lucky enough to be within traditional weight and height boundaries so that insult was never used against me. It's ironic that later in life, after having two kids, becoming and being called a cow became an odd mark of pride for me. Like so many other...