Raising the Dead, in Spite of the Natural Order: A Cautionary Tale Chapter 11 After taking advantage of my temporary freedom, in getting something proper to eat and a bath, I return my attention to Eve. I make sure to further sedate her, in case the drugs have worn off in the meantime. There is the brief worry that I might give her too much, but then I rem...
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Brandon pulled up to Claire’s house slowly in his Jeep. The long driveway to Claire’s house was lit with a row of lanterns. It was only 4pm, but the mid-December sky was already midnight-blue. He looked at himself in the rear view mirror, quickly checking his teeth and rearranging his mop top hair. He rang the bell at Claire’s door, his hands fiddling behind...
Eines Abends sitze ich nach getaner Arbeit in meinem Büro und sehe aus dem Fenster in den Garten. Es ist ein wunderschöner Frühlingstag, genau wie damals vor 8 Jahren, als uns meine Schwester plötzlich beim Abendessen verkündete, dass sie in den kommenden Sommerferien 6 Wochen zu einer Familie nach Frankreich fahren würde. Dafür würde allerdings auch eine fr...
(Every character in this story is 18+) You step off the boat last. You see all of your competition. Most of the chicks looked pretty damn hot. Especially the cool goth chick. The guys mostly seem like idiots besides a tough-looking dude with green hair and piercings. You walk on the dock seeing the poor condition of the island for the first time. You didn't...
She wore the mirrorshades to protect her soul. Megan was behind the camera all the time. She never wanted to be in front of it, never let the lens to peer at her, but she always wanted to be behind it. It was the filter to protect her from what the Pacific Northwest tried to push on everyone. Seattle wasn’t the city her parents grew up in, it was barely the...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold. This was based on how enthralled and excited she became by imagining me having sex wit...
My girlfriend Casey is the love of my life. We've been together for four great years and have plans of being together forever. We have a great relationship. We have fun, we're both successful in our careers, we trust each other, we make each other better, we've always been faithful to each other and we have unbelievable sex. Casey and I are both 28 and in gr...
Kate was sitting on the beach, her bottom on a towel and her toes buried in the warm sand. Her lean figure, wrapped in bronze skin and crowned with long blonde hair twisted into a French braid that hung down her left shoulder, covering her small, perky breast was on display. The bright green hollowed out bikini offered a teasing view to any eyes that danced...
She had just set the oven timer when she heard his car in the drive. Tossing her apron on a hook in the kitchen she scampered to the front door, gracefully landing on her knees a moment before he opened the door. "Welcome home Master!" He smiled down at her as he loosened his tie and kicked off his shoes. "Hello pet, the house smells wonderful." "Macaron...