Allow me to introduce myself to you, my new, dear readers. My name is Valerie Durrell and I suppose you could say that I am the focal part of this story. I'm a single, popular and active girl and I've just passed my 24th year. I live in France with my family, although I have traveled all over the world. I speak 4 languages fluently, some of that comes from...
Eliza's hands gripped the back of the couch, steadying her against Damian's deep thrusts into her body. The cushions beneath her accepted her weight without complaint, though their rough fibers were digging into her skin. Her head bowed and eyes closed, she let Damian exert himself against her. She gasped each time his cock touched her deepest recesses, and...
My wife Heather rolled off her lover James' cock and lay spent on the bed. I glanced up from my position, kneeling at the foot of the bed wearing her worn pantyhose and watched his cum ooze from her pussy. Their breathing hard, and their bodies soaked in sweat. I watched James drift off to sleep and Heather reach for the television remote. Dutifully I waited...
With that reassurance from her, I put the car in gear and started once again for our home. My thoughts covered several different aspects of My new journey in life with her. I liked her sweet wistfulness and was really quite impressed with how truly beautiful she was now that I was finally able to put her in decent and classy clothes. Overall, so far, I was p...
When Jenifer brought in my dinner she said, "How'd ya like to take a stroll in the fresh air?" "I'd love it!" I said. "It looks absolutely gorgeous outside." "The grounds are beautiful this time of year and you can see the ocean from here. After dinner I'll have all my work done for tonight and that'll leave me with a couple of hours to kill. Stephen said...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ********************************* It had been a good solid mea...
Copyright 2012 Christopher D.B. Previous stories in this series: Off-Road Goddess, Paddled in the Boondocks * I slipped out of work a little early in order to drive across town to meet Miss Julia for lunch. She had called me earlier in the week to see if I was available. Considering that the last time we spent together was at a trailer located in the midd...
It was night; I remember the rain as it beat against the windshield of my car. Too fast for the wipers to keep up with. I remember too, the dark shadow off one side of the road; only it wasn't really a shadow, but another truck that had overturned, too late to do anything. And I remember sirens, lots and lots of sirens in the distance, then closer, much, muc...
Chapter 1: The Arrest "I wasn't drunk -- I only had two glasses of wine!" It's impossible for me to count the number of times I have repeated those words in the past week. I have said them over and over to everybody but nobody believes me. It was just two glasses of wine. Red wine. The Ambrosia of the ages; now the poison of our times. It's been five year...
INTRODUCTION FROM CH 01 By that time, I'd gathered enough of my wits to realise what was happening; to jerk my face away from Calvin's whisky-laden breath and begin trying to struggle free.... "C'mon, Patsy!" he whispered, "I know you like it. Geoffrey's told us what you're like in bed... and I've got far more to offer than he has." .... he stopped in mi...