Read Chapters 1-3 for continuity. Ginny's still on vacation, and takes control of her new Polynesian porn star candidate...while practicing at video direction. * I rose at dawn, leaving JJ and Luala to sleep, and had a light breakfast. My plan for the day originally had been to do some sightseeing, as well as talk more with Sam and his plans for a career i...
Authors Note: This story was inspired by several people. The first and hence most important person is Jeri Ryan. She plays the role of the Aunt in this story, and just to warn you, it gets hard. I use the word hard in reference to my own sliding scale, so it may not turn out to be as hard as you are used to. This is my first story with a theme of control/ra...
Cynthia Dumas woke up and stretched delightfully. A shudder went through her lovely body as she recalled what happened when she went over to Mr. Sanders' apartment a week earlier. She'd been waiting anxiously for Mr. Sanders to call her down to his office or invite her over to his place again, but she'd heard nothing from him since that night. She was afrai...
Ben Sanders asked Cynthia Dumas to stop by his apartment after school. He told her he wanted to see her there so they could talk without fear of being interrupted. The student appeared reluctant at first, but eventually she agreed. Cynthia was a very attractive girl, one of the prettiest female students attending Jamestown High. But, like the other girls B...
Thanks to everyone who gave positive feedback on the first part; you're the reason there's a second part :) This part is a bit longer, I really hope you enjoy it. ***** It had been a month since I had stumbled upon and watched my son masturbate. The image of his naked body and his climax had become seared into my mind's eye. Each night of the month that...
I woke up early the next morning and found myself on what was undoubtedly Paul’s bed. He was nowhere to be seen, nor were his roommates. I gathered my belongings, tried to straighten out my hair when I realized that it was silly considering my tattered clothing and torn shirt. I hope that it would be too early for anyone to be out on the streets after par...
"Mmmph.", I moaned, my mouth completely filled with the hard, throbbing member as I sucked it, my tongue working along the underside with horny zeal on it's way towards the tip. My head moved rhythmically back and forth as the head of his cock grazed my tonsils, then back out to the tip until my mouth was flooded with his thick, delicious cum. As I swallow,...
*Thanks to everyone for reading this story and sticking with me. I just want you guys to know that I'm just writing these stories for fun. If I have a couple errors well I tried my best to correct them. But I must say thanks for the criticism and comments. It's making me get better at this writing thing. In this chapter, you guys will learn a little about To...
My white blouse was undone nearly all the way down the front. One of my breasts had been eased out of its cup and my fiercely hardened nipple was being sucked. I was lying back in the corner of the sofa in the small lounge off the kitchen, what we called the TV room. He was half lying on me so that his evident erection was pressing suggestively into my upper...
The desk clerk at the Inn directed me to the dock when I asked about Dora. The beach next to it was filled with tourists and there were even a few on boats tied up to the dock. Dora stood beside the bloody piling while an older man dressed in denim coveralls knelt to examine it. They had their backs to me so I took that as a sign from God to sneak up and li...