Party planner Margo sits on the job. Heath's date with his High School Spanish teacher gets out of hand, especially when the cops get called. ***** 11:00 AM, Saturday Lunch rush at Hilltop Restaurant, Wildwood Pennsylvania. Hectic! "Oh my God! I'm pulling my extensions out." Kwikki N'Dolla found herself overwhelmed by so many tables to take care of. Her...
To all those who read all three parts of this story before I submitted this part I am sincerely sorry. I had mistakenly left this part out. Thanks to a few readers I was made aware of this mistake and I happy to add the missing section. I hope this will never happen again. Thank you. Our first invitation arrived at the end of September. Julie spotted it fi...
Senya's eyes were lost in green. His cries were muffled by the plush lips on his. His cock was bathed in pleasure. His ears were full of soft, happy whispers from all along him. And the moans from his lamia pet—or was she his lamia owner? He could no longer tell the difference. She probably could, though. His mind was obedient. Because he was a good pet. T...
This is a continuation of my Valentine's Day story. In this episode, the two ladies continue their voyage of love and fulfilment, finally realizing their lives have changed forever. A Valentine's Date, Chapter Two As Sally and her boss settled into their private compartment on the high-speed train, they kissed and caressed but didn't make love because th...
Three Years Ago Waves of the deepest blue he had ever seen lifted the ship high, making his stomach lurch. The sea had been growing rougher the further out from shore they sailed. A grim smile settled upon Augras' lips. No one had ever sailed this far out. It had been two months since they set out from Ruar, two months since he left his mother and father, Q...
This morning began like any other morning. I left my house at 8:00am and walked a kilometre to the café for my usual breakfast of coffee and another coffee, the first a short black to wake me up, followed by a large flat white in a takeaway cup. This I sipped as I walked to my office and the day ahead. I noticed her as I sat waiting for the flat white to ar...
FRENCH WHORES MAKE GREAT WIVES (An interview with Gaspardo Del Tornet) {The teller of this tale, Gaspardo Del Tornet, talks of his life experience. Gaspardo is a French citizen born in Aix-en-Provence of a father who was very strict, being a Sergeant in the French military, and born of a French Moroccan mother, who was a baker, specializing in chocolate f...
Pauline looked at me, reproaching me with her eyes for being such a baby...and I felt badly about it. I gritted my teeth, and stared at her, and once again she lifted the switch. WHACK! The clamp fell off, but I had been focusing on her breasts, and so it didn't hurt as much as it could have. "Good boy" Pauline said encouragingly. "Now we'll try the other...
Dear Shoeblossom: I've always known I was a bad boy. My Mother used to get so mad at me...she'd want me to spend time with my sisters, and help polish the silverware...she'd shake her head because I didn't want to play with paper dolls...I wanted to be like my macho father. Mother had strawberry blonde hair in a bouffant hairdo, and what they used to call...
I was in a hurry to leave this hot Friday evening. It had been a long, hard week at the Foxxy News Network and I was glad it was almost finished. It had been over three months since I last had a two day weekend so, naturally, I was full of ideas of how to spend my mini-vacation, such as it is. When you are a highly worked and lowly paid intern like I am, w...