Hi everyone! I know it's been forever but here is chapter 5. I hope you enjoy it. Please leave comments and let me know what I can do to improve this. Or just to tell me what you think. Thanks. -TheOnlineStalker ****** Headlights flashed in the distance as Sonya watched them become brighter with each passing second. The low rumble of an engine echoed amon...
As in Chapter 11, Steve is the narrator in materials in regular type and Sandy is the narrator in materials in italics. * I awoke the next morning to the most delicious sensation. My naked wife had pushed the sheet aside and was on her knees next to me leaning forward sucking on my rapidly growing cock. The sun was shining in through a window so I knew it...
Please note: There is a tiny bit of gore in this chapter. ***** Sybari felt her stomach drop. It felt like she her body was being stretched, though it didn't hurt. Inertia hit her as if she'd come to a sudden stop, and she found she was kneeling on a solid surface. Her fingers braced against dusty worn floorboards. Warm firelight shone from spots around he...
After the passing of her husband to cancer, the sixty eight year old stunner reverted back to her ultra-conservative lifestyle...While driving to a meeting the cell range and ALL things changed! A recommendation to readers who enjoy stories of confident men, who are extremely endowed, please read the extraordinary writer rmdexter. ***** After the funer...
An Offer He Couldn't Refuse The Mother Superior had told Casey that "an influential person", a brother of one of her Sisters needed some help with a young person. He wasn't exactly the 'capo di tutti capi' but he was high enough up the food chain that most other people got out of his way. Casey's services were supposed to be confidential, but somehow the...
I went to school the next day thinking that everyone would know what Uncle Bill and I had been up to all weekend. I felt like I had a big W, for whore, stamped on my forehead, and that everyone at school would see it and nod knowingly. But nobody said anything. Still, I was nervous. Not only was I nervous about people at school finding out about me and my...
Chapter 1: Slip Slidin' Away It was late Friday afternoon and I was half asleep, sitting ... or more accurately slouching in one of those "designed for discomfort" chairs that every airport features. I'd flown in from North Platte, Nebraska, with a tight connection to home base, Cincinnati. No such luck. My commuter flight was on time, but the 737 was nowhe...
I thought at the time I had the worst luck in the world. There I was, standing on the shoulder of an interstate somewhere in Western Pennsylvania, eighteen wheelers rumbling by as I stared at my 1982 Toyota Celica. I'd opened the hood to see if I could figure out what was wrong, but had no clue. A few minutes earlier it started making a worrisome thumping...
Sean and Mickey continued to discuss their tactics for the rescue as Amanda checked Sean's e-mail and noticed a new message from Bryce Pierre. "Bryce Pierre has sent out an e-mail," she told Sean. Do you want me to read it to you?" "Yeah, let's see what he had to say." Amanda started reading aloud; 'To: All employees of Wallace Enterprises From: Bryce P...
Chapter 8: Growing toward a Question My business continued to grow over the next three months. Word got out about my contract with Winston Candy and my success with the Helmvac start-up. Soon, I was getting calls from companies I had never heard of, asking for advice on one machine or another. I was wise enough to know that I could get bogged down in learni...