Dorothy and Emma were wrapped around each other and Dorothy's teeth were greedily guzzling on Emma's vagina. They'd been having a fairly busy session of love-making, enlivened by Emma beating her buttocks quite ferociously with a table-tennis bat: a game they'd only recently started playing. Indeed many of the games they'd play had an air of brutality: invol...
It was Halloween evening, 1969. The sun was setting into the weekend, and instead of observing Shabbat with the rest of her family, twenty-three year old Dorothy rested upon one of the many headstones in an old, decrepit, and nearly-forgotten cemetery, amongst three of her living friends and an unknown number of dead people. Some from the early 1800s. A...
[Since this is a continuous story, reading this segment will likely be more enjoyable if you have read the preceding chapters. There's some dealing with bodily functions so if that bothers you, stop here. Some comments have been left after previous chapters that seem to reflect surprise when intimate bodily functions are featured: please do not proceed furth...
Many animals are able to adapt to their environments. One type of deer in particular, the Southern Red Muntjac, can bark like a dog to scare off predators. Adapting to a new environment was never Marvin Harding's strong suit. But he was going to have to find a way this time. *** Harold arrived back home, slowly slinking his way past the front door....
Chapter 1 My First Time I was 18 years old that summer. It was a long hot summer and I worked hard. I was staying with my uncle during the week because of a job I had taken in a town about 60 miles from my home. On the weekends I normally went home. One week I decided to stay over and check out the local ladies. It just so happened that my uncle, who...
This is the story of Mr and Mrs Kenwood and their Mediterranean holiday. Donald and Diane had been happily married for nearly ten years and had recently discovered the joys of cruising holidays. They find it so relaxing and everyone is so nice and friendly. Their first port of call is in Portugal so there are two sea days before that. Diane is delighted wi...
Chapter 09. The Poppy Fields "I think I can see the end of the forest!" "Are you sure, Scarecrow," Dorothy asked. She wanted him to be right this time. She had been in the dark for days and she wanted to get past these woods. "That's the third time you've said you could see the end and we haven't gotten there yet..." The straw man looked down the path aga...
This story is about Mark, an experienced guy in the swinging scene and Dorothy, a soccer-mom who is a first-timer. Thanks to LarryFromSeattle for editing it. * "My name is Mark, I am 36 and by day, a foreman over a crew of welders building skyscrapers. I keep fit at the gym. I played offensive guard in high school football, so picture me a good size but...
Chapter 5 "A Spa Education" Martin had been through a very traumatic week at the so called spa he had been taken away to. He cried himself to sleep most night wearing only ultra feminine nighties with loads of ruffles and lace in various colors of lavender and sapphire blues, black and even a rather childish looking very short nightie in hot pink. He had b...
"You beast ..." Dorothy sighed, as Carlos' hands slid underneath her black silk nightgown to grasp her firm ass. She wore her favorite thong, or rather, Carlos' favorite; it was skimpy and lacy and tight and decorated with tiny red hearts. Here he ran his fingertips over it, blindly admiring it with his face buried in the back of Dorothy's thick blonde hair,...