Caroline had been thinking of returning to Jake's horse farm all week. Every time she had thought about it, she'd gotten wet with desire. Now that it was Saturday, she could finally go. She took her time in the shower and getting dressed. She chose a peasant blouse with an elastic neckline. Having perky C-cup breasts, Caroline could get away with not wearin...
What's that babe? Okay, okay. Pour me another drink and I'll tell you the story if it will get you off my back. Just don't get all jealous and weird on me. Maybe it will get you horny and we can do it later. It was back in grad school. I had known these two girls, Caroline and Karla for a couple of years. We lived in the same dorm and hung out occasionally....
Author's note: This story is based on the song 'Tecumseh Valley' written by the late Townes Van Zandt. As far as I can tell, the song itself is fiction; this story certainly is. No characters in the story are based on any living or deceased person. It is set during a major recession in the US in 1880. Conditions portrayed in the story are as I imagine them...
It was Thanksgiving and Caroline was jogging in the park. She had turned eighteen the day before, her parents were throwing a big party that night, she finally had her license and she had a nice boyfriend. Though he had come on a bit strong last night, she remembered, as though eighteen was the magic number and she'd dive into bed with him. She liked him wel...
Caroline the Teenage Bum Slut (Redux -- Chapter 1) Originally by: Jason Hitchcock Adapted by: LordOdie & FantasyWriter1 Disclaimer: The following is a work of pure sexual fantasy and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supe...
“Damn!” Caroline thought to herself, as she stepped into the taxi. It certainly had not been ‘the plan’ to conclude her night out with Oliver by putting him to bed, in a state of hopeless inebriation. Bed had certainly been on Caroline’s agenda. After the last couple of weeks at Grey Gables, what she needed most in the world was a leisurely dinner and roman...
"All right, move it along, especially you, Jackson," Tim Nelson said as he herded the last of the pledges into the roadside bar and closed the door behind them. The large room beyond the vestibule ahead was dimly lit and it took the eighteen-year-old freshman a few moments to adjust and take it all in. He let out a low but audible sigh of relief when he saw...
I immediately knew I wanted the plain black sweater on the closest rack to the left. It was cut off at the belly button, but it looked warm and cozy. It clung tightly to the mannequin, the breasts noticeably perky under the fuzzy fabric and highlighting the curves inward to the hips. Tight sleeves came down about halfway to the elbow. It wasn't particularly...
Chapter 8 Trial Day 6 These people honour me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. They worship me in vain; their teachings are but rules taught by men.' Isaiah 29:13, Mark 7:6-7 Cynthia Mayotte's death dominated the news media. Speculation was rife that there was a connection between her death and the case in progress. Much was made of the f...
This will be clearer to the reader who's read 'Vamps', posted this time last year... Her mouth opened wide and her tongue snaked out as she descended on his swollen cock, the head sliding along the pillow of her tongue. Her mouth closed as his eyes widened, his forehead wrinkling in terror as her teeth sunk into his engorged penis... "Caroline!" Carol...