When I woke up, it was 6:36 am. I could feel a warm body snuggled up affectionately against mine. I listened to the sound of soft, gentle breathing and realized that it was Lyndsay. She had one arm around my waist and one of her legs interposed between my two legs. We were both lying on our sides and Lyndsay was spooning me. It was a warm, wonderful way...
Chapter 4: "It was on Sale!" "So. How was your day?" Cuckold Joe said. "Fine," Bunny said, reading a magazine. "Care to elaborate?" "My day?" Bunny said, putting the magazine away. "Well, I didn't feel like going to work so I called in and said I wasn't feeling well, and I went shopping instead. I tried on a couple of dresses and gowns, but I settled for...
This is a freaky fuck parody and what not. This is my new series starring the one and only Cardi B... She takes on whoever and whatever gets in her way... She's a freaky fuck babe ready to throw down... Her pussy and what not... Enjoy my fellow freaks. "Damn it's dark up in here. Bumpin' my ass and shit. Gonna break a nail and what not. Dick's done gone an...
It was the final night of our weeklong canoeing trip. In the morning, we would have just three more miles to travel on the river until we arrived at the public campground where my fiancée's sister would be meeting us to take us back to reality, back to society and bills and jobs and traffic jams and innumerable rude people in the city. I was not looking fo...
I was completely worn as I entered the glade to bathe in the loch. For the past several weeks I had done nothing but act as an aide to some English general or another as I attempted to ferret out troop movements and other valuable information that might help my own countrymen in this endless and brutal war. When I could slip away, I would quietly enter the S...
I was trying not to look embarrassed as I followed Bridget and Laura out of the Palms Playboy Club. They were giggling the entire time at what they'd done to me under the table there. Bridget took us to the private elevator reserved for VIP's and we started down. As soon as the doors closed they were all over me again, rubbing my pants and giggling. I had th...
Author's Note: Yes, this is written in broken sentences, randomly spoken phrases, but as you read it, you'll enjoy it. I hope. ~ Red I sat there watching them wondering what made me dislike them. Was it her perky smile? Was it his ability to look stupid while he told me how wonderful the weather would be, when in reality he'd be wrong? Maybe I didn't like t...
"Look Miss, I'm going to have to cut you off soon." I looked up at the man with the voice and nodded my head in understanding. I knew he was right, so I didn't argue. Realistically he should have cut me off a long time ago. Perhaps the moment I sat down he should have looked at me and said. . . "No way, lady you are already too far gone." But he didn't. Af...
Scrabster, less than two miles west of the town of Thurso on Scotland's north coast had once been a major fishing port and ferry terminal serving the Orkney and Faeroe islands. It was now a refugee camp for hundreds of displaced souls from the south, wanting to travel north to Orkney, hoping for a better life. Patched tents and ramshackle shelters crowded a...
Friday night we had our annual company masquerade. Lara Croft it was. Shorts folded up to the top of my thighs; short, tight top; back-pack; heavy boots; sunglasses; holsters and guns. Lots of attention to put it mildly. Ended up talking to P for quite some time during the evening. Others noticed, remarked that we looked as if we fit together (they're right...