This is a story about my best friend Donna. Donna was a shopaholic. Rumor has it that she couldn't go into a store without buying something. So Donna ended up with a lot of weird things in her house, but mostly she just had every closet crammed with clothes. Donna was a stay-at-home mom, like the rest of us. She had four kids. But she didn't seem to have an...
A beautiful house wife and mother get's opened up. Donna Reeves could not understand why she was not fighting this physically, instead of just mentally. In her head she was screaming her lungs out, kicking and screaming for help. She was wishing for someone to arrive on the scene, to rescue her, to stop the insanity, and to save her from this attack on her...
Chapter 9: Remembering Duty Junie tried to move silently in the pale, early morning light as she made the coffee. When Bob came out from his and Donna's room, he paused and looked at her, his eyes measuring. Junie smiled and spoke softly, "Good morning. Could I pour you a cup of coffee?" "Yes, that would be nice." Junie poured the cup full and presented it...
It all started five years ago. My wife and I were on vacation with her sister and her husband, and another couple. One morning we were all loading into the shuttle van that was taking us to the beach. We were not the only ones waiting to get on so I went to the last row with my wife. My sister-in-law Donna followed us to the back, but before her husband coul...
Donna Gant sat reading a magazine on the couch in the family room of her center hall colonial. It was around one o'clock on an August afternoon, and the late-summer heat and humidity was swelling outside. Donna was enjoying her last "free" days before the new school year began, and she would have to get back to work. Donna was a science teacher at the local...
It felt like all eyes were on us as we walked the 15 meters or so to the waters' edge, the pebbles loose under my beach shoes meant neither of us were overly dignified in this and Donna would squeeze my hand each time she slipped. As I neared the water I stopped and kicked off my shoes, angry at myself as I hadn't thought to bring a towel with me. I suddenly...
Donna had dinner with friends. Her best friend had told her about some website she had found. She said it was a hook-up site. Donna and the other women giggled, but were quite intrigued. Their friend told them that she created a profile and had talked to a few different men. She had arranged to meet one of the men she had talked to. She told her friends th...
Thank you to GaiusPetronius for editing this series. * Donna and Steve had been talking for so long that the waitress kept coming by just to ask if they needed anything. The food was long gone, as were most of the other patrons of the restaurant. And yet the two of them continued to swap stories. That they had much in common made conversation easy. That the...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing. Read parts 1 & 2 firs...
I was lying in my tent with my beautiful girlfriend, Donna, on the second morning of a week-long camping trip with some buddies of mine. As soon as we woke up, we started fucking like animals. We had sex most mornings, but this was different. Both Donna and I were unbelievably horny as a result of her wearing sexy lingerie and nightgowns around my usually dr...