When I was in college I used to hang with this one girl named May. May had pale skin and thin straight mousy brown hair. The tops of her ears always stuck out through her hair. She wore wire rim glasses and never had more than one drink. She dampened her sexuality with shapeless, colourless clothes. Very little skin ever showed. I never knew her to go on a d...
Chapter 2 - News Disclaimer: This is the second chapter of what will be a mid-long series. In order to understand this chapter, you will need to read chapter 1. All characters are 18 or older. No sex here either! If you feel susceptible to my story, the possible racist attitudes, mention of abuse either physical or mental or the fact that the main story de...
This is another Sally adventure related to me that took place during the year she was a first year elementary school teacher in a rural north Georgia mountain community. It was the area where they still find gold if you are interested and want to do some research. In fact, this is the area that supplied the gold used to resurface the dome of the Georgia Stat...
I hadn't been to Hippie Hollow in a while so being fresh out of interesting prospects I decided to go out and pass out a few thrills and maybe collect a few. It is a couple of hours trip, so I had to plan for it a little. Found an open weekday and got an early start. It had been at least a year since I'd been there, so I like to keep up with changes. Costs m...
All in all, Sheriff Creech was kind of looking forward to retirement. It was a lovely mid-May and ending his decades of service to Putnam, Kentucky just in time to be able to spend Christmas with Elaine and her boys - his grandchildren. He was smiling just thinking about it as he leaned back at his desk. Plenty of good memories with this town, he almost hate...
Dylan and Buck looked at each other as they made their way up the driveway. They both took a nervous breath, but pushed forward. "Well, here we go...," Buck said as they rang the doorbell. Darla's doorbell was a musical tune, that of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." It comforted the boys a bit. The door swung open, the smell of potpourri welcoming them....
Finn's arms were still weak when he threw the saddle onto his horse. He glanced over his shoulder at his friends saddling their horses in silence. The introduction had gone as he imagined it would, with the exception of the vibration that had kept his mind clouded throughout the majority of the conversation. He didn't normally work on Saturdays, but one of...
Carl's cock slipped easily into my wife's very wet cunt. I desperately wanted to join in, to stick my very hard cock into her ever-willing mouth, to suck her tits, to kiss her and tell her how much I loved her, but I couldn't do any of this because I was tied to the chair and had been ordered not to move. She looked up at me and winked. The pre-cum drib...
This is the continuing story of Pastor Sarah at her new church. She is in her third week at the new church and has uncovered some interesting sexual activities of the congregation that she is planning to use to her advantage and for her own sexual pleasure as she chooses. Readers new to Pastor Sarah should read “Pastor Sarah - New Church or Hell parts 1 and...
Editor's Note: this submission contains raceplay and femdom content. * Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of hav...