"About time!" I heard the distorted voice as I slipped back into consciousness. I tried to move my head but stopped short once I felt the blistering pain. "Welcome back to the world." The voice continued to taunt me. I quickly realized I had been handcuffed to a very uncomfortable old chair. "Take your time." The voice continued as I gulped down a few large...
"Alison Brie Joins the Party" Summer, 2018 This is a flashback to when things started to really pick up at the Lodge. At this point, Lodge attendees were now in the double digits. After the random couple invites that Maisie and Sophie had extended (Emilia Clarke and Hailee Steinfeld), there were now invites being extended more frequently. Emilia Clarke inv...
“If I might advise you, Miss Carstairs-Browne, I don’t think you should be alone in Carstairs Manor. I mean, a great rambling place with not even a servant left.” “I know Mr.Roberts,” I said, smiling, “and I know the story that is told about the curse, but you see, I don’t believe in old curses.” I was talking to Mr.Roberts, the agent who managed Carstairs...
It was three weeks, not two days, before I heard from him again. In fact, I'd given up on the guy as anything but a fantasy to cum to when I was alone in bed, so when I picked up the phone one evening after a typical solitary dinner, I didn't recognize the voice at first. "Hello?" "Is this, uh...Diana Masque?" I heard someone male on the other end ask hesi...
Synopsis: Marge and Peter have a growing friendship with Anne and Gordon Schaefer. Last night, while having dinner at the Schaefer's their hosts initiated group nudity, although much to Marge and Peter's disappointment, the hoped for swap didn't occur. Chapter Four The next week passed quickly. Marge had quietly begun spending alternating nights with Kenny...
The gentleman sat in his old dressing gown. Woollen and tied with a cord. It hung a little open and through that opening stood his even older penis. He was anything but a young man. Beside his armchair stood a small and round mahogany drinks-stand with a single glass of chilled Chablis. If the truth be told, the gentleman was settling in for a pleasant eve...
Copyright @ calibeachgirl Thanks to estragon and deepblue * Chapter 8 "What is this?" he demanded, finding his voice at last. "You say you're leaving? But that's impossible, totally unacceptable! I just arrived here a few days ago and I am depending on you to help me. Surely it's not necessary for you to leave now, before breakfast? How will you even rea...
Author's note: the following story is pure fiction, based solely on the author's imagination. Any semblance to real or imagined persons or world events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to rozezwild for her editing to make this a better story. I'd had the glimmer of an idea for making a better computer for a few years before...
DISCLAIMER This story is a work of fiction and the characters are either completely fictional or are fictional versions of their real selves. The events depicted are made up and any similarity to real life events is purely coincidental. This story is meant as a work of erotic fiction only and is not to be read by anyone under the age of 18. If you would lik...
I'm not 6'4" or a top notch horseman and I started fifteen or twenty years too late to double for Wayne, Gable, Heston, Mitchum, Peck and Lancaster like Chuck Roberson. I am small, so I lied about my age to fall off Buttermilk dressed as Dale in the late fifties. A dozen years later, I remember the director saying "I don't care if he survives, make him look...