The brakes on the CTA bus screeched as Maggie's stop came up, just as they did every day, year after year. The late spring day had turned dark and cold as brisk winds whipped through the trees sending a chill down her back. Maggie grabbed her coat and tightened its collar around her neck as she walked the four blocks to her home. It was Friday; the start of...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling story and VERY British which has been divided into several parts for ease of editing and reading. The individual parts will make more sense if read in sequence as they follow straight on chronologically. Most, but not all chapters contain some sexually explicit sections and the story has a strong incest theme w...
Hello again! I realize it has been a while, but I did warn you it would be. I think this should actually get me back on the normal schedule for posting this story. And I am not done with Bliss, I assure you, but Malcolm and Melody haven't been as open with me lately as they used to be, so it is taking a bit longer. (And to the anonymous emailer with the bond...
"Hmmm" I heard in my sleep. I couldn't make out exactly where the sound was coming from, but I knew it couldn't be far. "Mhmmm" I heard again. This time it forced me to open my eyes. I looked around and quickly realized that I was in my bedroom. I looked across the room and saw my Emmy sitting in its display case. There was no doubt where I was. The only dou...
I met Mary Irene Murphy my senior year in high school. Actually, I should say I noticed Mary Irene Murphy when she came back to school that late summer day with a trim waist, a round ass, and a very respectable set of jugs. With her red hair, green eyes, and bright smile there wasn't anything not to like. With the initials MIM it was not a stretch for her t...
Chapter 6 -- Awkward Morning After JR's scream wasn't the only expression of supreme passion on the patio at The Meadows. The long wail of pleasure was cut short when she lost consciousness and fell backwards on the chaise as total deadweight. Dave extracted his hand from inside the pretty woman, and then moved up next to her so he could cuddle her in his a...
Note from Slick: This is the last chapter of the Trailer Trash story. Please read "Trailer Trash Ch. 01 and 02 first to get up to date. All characters are at least 18 years old in the story. All rights reserved. * "Emily wait up!" Brandon yelled from behind the two mutt dogs trying to catch Emily. She had about a 50 foot lead on him and the dogs and the g...
I walk over and look through the window into the training room. I see that Debbie has finished her session and now Sarah has Carol nursing on her. I turn up the volume so I can hear what Sarah is saying to her. "My little girl is wet. She needs to have her diaper changed, why didn't Momma Debbie do it before she left? Or maybe my little girl likes a wet dia...
It's not the kind of resort that everyone would have heard of, or indeed, that every travel consultant would handle but Roger had researched it well and knew where to go. 'I'd like to book a week at Horatio's in the Dominican,' he said as he shook hands with the agent. 'Ah, yes, Horatio's,' the agent replied. 'You are aware of what Horatio's offers I presu...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual behavior are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor and no, I do not want an editor. Yes there's too many people to keep track of. Yes, it jumps around too much. Yes it's in the wrong category. Yes it's too long. Yes it's too short. Yes this is stupid shit, and yes, I am...