To anyone else it might have seemed a crazy idea but it is truly a perfect plan. I figured out a modern way to live free and "live off the land". Over the years I've written many unpublished stories and novels. I know the business as well as anyone actually in the business. It was all fun. Soon, I'd have more time on my hands to write and then the checks wou...
Hi. My name is Kaitlyn Daniels. Susie let me read some of her stories and I wanted to tell about me and swinging with Judy and April and Elliot. She said sure and asked me to kind of write an outline. Then she said the outline was so complete maybe I could fill it in so I did. I thought she could write a story from the outline but she wanted to use my words...
I suggest reading my previous chapters before this one. ***** Chapter IV Elliot and I wake up around 6:50. We jump out of bed and get dressed, cleaning ourselves up a bit before we walk out to where his friends are still hanging out. 10 minutes before we find out if I stick around to be the gang leader's chick or if I ditch this place. Elliot high fives...
Hello my pervy readers. I added a little bonus to the end of this one. A sneak peak at chapter 8. Just a little gift from me to make the 1 week wait all the more excruciating. Enjoy. ***** (Monday) Groggy. There's water dripping on me. Is my roof leaking? I wake up with a start and scream. "Marcus. You scared me! Eeuuuww. You're dripping sweat on me." He'...
It was not unusual for Elliot Reid to spend about an hour crying in one of the storage closets. The thing that was unusual was what she was crying about. Normally she cried over things like when Dr Cox was to hard on her, or when she didn't know the answers to the questions Dr Kelso asked her at rounds, or when another relationship failed, but this was far...
My wife Lynn has been seeing her current lover Elliot for slightly over seven months now. If you have read my previous stories, you will remember him as the young stud that she had met and was seduced by in a nightclub one night. They continued to meet and what was once a casual fling has now became a full-blown affair that isn't slowing down. My cuckolding...
6 -- Sunday There was a problem with success; sooner or later you had to face the reality that it was happening, and happening to you. Kim re-read her earnings statement for her last 'confessional' novella with a growing sense of dread. 'How I Became a Catgirl Maid' had sold enough copies that it almost paid her rent by itself, it had enough positive review...
There were no cracks in the ceiling of Thomas Brown's bedroom to conveniently draw her eye. So she simply stared up at the expanse of white emptiness, wondering at the strange turns life sometimes took. She sifted through her memories, trying to pinpoint a moment, an event where she could say "aha!" that was when the path to this place was irrevocably set; i...
3 -- Thursday Kim made sure to be early the following day if only to keep that nagging fear she'd burn the good will she'd built up with her employers. It might have been irrational, but somehow it seemed 'right' and 'proper', both traits that came to mind when she thought of what her uniform was supposed to represent. Of course, climbing out of the driver...
The sun sank below the ridge, throwing the valley into early shadow, their rough-edges crawling across the meadow grasses and dots of scrub pine. Anne stood on the front step of the cabin wrapped in one of Elliot's big shirts, her long pale legs bare. The scent of horses and pine mingled with that of their sex still clinging to her skin. The boy, 24 years y...