We Knew Who They Were! Often in smaller campgrounds we'd take our evening walk through the campground roads, visiting as we passed other RV's. I have no idea why I did it, but the next morning before we took a ride up north to lower Wisconsin, I wandered through many of the other campground loops. Not far from where we were camped we spotted our two blac...
**This is a filth fetish story and things will likely get gross in here. If shit, piss, mud, muck, stink, and general nastiness isn't your thing and you keep reading you will likely be very disappointed** After a discussion with Terri while they had both stewed in some muck Elana had worked out the terms of employment. Elana had a month before she started h...
(((Note: All Characters in the following story are based on real people in my life, however it is not a true story. All the character's names are changed. All of the following characters are over 18. This story is about humiliation and a person with a Napoleon Complex, so to speak. If sph isn't your thing, move on.))) Hi, it's Tim again, I'm still living...
[This story will make more sense if you take the time to read the earlier instalments. There's a lot of severe discipline and a good deal of focus on all bodily functions, so if inclusion of those bothers you, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] ***** When Eleanor returned to her charming residence and her work at Goose Cookers, she realiz...
WE FUCK... ITS WHAT WE DO!... "Honey... snookums... why exactly is there a giant monster truck in the driveway? Hmmm?" "That's just James' new monster truck. Eat some cereal." "James' new monster truck? My son... who I love by the way... bought another monster truck?" Yes. He wrecked the last one. You remember. Now eat." "Honey bun... I DON'T WANT TO E...
"Huns, would you get me a beer?" The game is on. It is half-time and your friends are here; cigar smoke eddies in the air mingled with the smell of beer farts, boisterous men, high-fives, chest pumps, all interspersed with the noise of the fans on TV. Game day. I bend slightly and hand the beer to you. His hand moves under the hem of my skirt to touch th...
Paul and Heather, Brian and Abby, Fred and Mirna, Peter and Marilyn, and Esther, Heather's mother, were having Sunday roast dinner in their local tavern to celebrate several birthdays and anniversaries occurring near that time. Esther had been promoted to full active member of the group in addition to her role as organiser-in-chief. They were doing their b...
(Continued from 'XXX MOVIES - Part 1) I had been in an almost constant state of sexual arousal for a week, but watching those porno movies had really gotten me turned on. I'd had enough of watching someone else do it, and I wanted some for myself. As I slid over onto John's lap, he used the remote to turn off the TV. I put my arms around his neck, we kisse...
Cruz was sitting down on the edge of a bench, way down on the relaxation center's ground floor. He was bawling his eyes out as the flying chair zoomed out of the elevator. It only took a moment for its two occupants to hone in on him. As soon as the chair was stable, Washington hopped off and quickly approached the ensign. "Cruz, what happened?" This only...
Most people thought of Ma and Pa Tully as "White Trash." They weren't really. They are "Swamp People" living as several generations of their kin had before them. They scratched out a living working the swamps and bayous, living in a three room ramshackle house near "Forked Lake," South of Abbleville, Louisiana Tilly Tully is a second generation child. Ma wa...