Part one-Harriet's Troubles. Harriet Kono sat twisting the ends of her long black hair, an automatic reflex brought on by stress. Her grandmother told her millions of times that twisting her hair made her look nervous and twitchy. "Good paying companies don't hire nervous girls that twist their hair," Harriet said aloud in a stern mocking voice in imitati...
This time instead of thanking PapaGus for his editing prowess, I also thank him for the plot for this one. When he was editing "Ginger Snaps" he asked me e-mailed me this idea. I had an outline done and planned a shorter story than what I ultimately produced. During the time I was writing this, I also wrote a story for the Friendly Anonymous Writing Challeng...
Part 35: Doubts This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. This conversation includes elements of wife swapping/sharing, incest, and group sex. If you don't approve of these behaviors and yo...
Author's note: Slightly different format for the final chapter here. This story has been very chronologically sequential up until now, but this chapter skips ahead a bunch. Thanks so much for sticking with this story to the end! I <3 all of you. *** Kitty sat at her Momma's feet as she talked with the other Chieftains. She wasn't really paying much atte...
Dana had just finished moving his corduroy girly clothes from the washing machine to the dryer when the phone rang. Being a closet fag and having a corduroy fetish, he not only dressed often but jerked off with his wardrobe on a daily basis, sometimes two or three times a day. As you can imagine that created a lot of sperm stains, and his skirts and dresses...
All parties involved are over 18 years of age. *** It started me going to a party. Now that's not unusual because I'm popular, I've always been popular like ever since junior high. I shot up like a weed getting tall and my dad worked me out while I was going through my growth spurts and had me in lots of stuff like to round me out before I got into footba...
And here we are at the end. I'd like to thank everyone for all the comments and encouragement, and I'm really glad everyone seemed to enjoy it. Something I should have mentioned in previous chapters: Any similarity between characters mentioned here and actual performers in the adult industry is mostly intended. I hope no one was offended. Please enjoy. ~~~...
In almost all Loving Wives stories the term "love" is liberally used. It is rarely, if ever, defined. It is a simple word with a complicated definition, meaning different things to different people. For most of the commenters in stories in the Loving Wives category where there is a cheating wife the main association of the word "love" is with "fidelity." Fo...
(Note: this story takes place after my story The Clone Queen, but you don't have to read that one to get this one.) The maid was obviously a Prin. Everything about her said so. They precise, repetitive way she moved, the utter lack of boredom or wandering emotions which normally shifted across a person's face every few moments, but most of all it was her...
I could feel the new Pack boundary in place as I crossed the line into the Blood Moon territory. I was in familiar territory as I ran quickly down the trails, my wolf enjoying his time to be free. The smells, the sights all telling me that I was home, yet in the back of my mind I knew none of this was mine anymore. That Nathan had died at the feet of his A...