Tuesday, August 12, 2014: Life was good! After a weekend of rainy, misty weather, the sun was shining, and it was warm but not as muggy as eastern Kentucky can get, as my wife and I were sitting on our west-facing screened-in porch, drinking ice-cold lemonade and admiring the lowering sun in the distance. The sun would set in the "notch" between the two mou...
Author's Note: Thanks for all the support and positive reviews you guys gave for my story. It was my first story and I didn't really think about writing chapters for it so I kept it a bit short. But now I decided to add on to the story, give some more back ground, some character development, and more about the world so it's a bit of a longer read but hopeful...
Chapter 10—The Final Chapter Sherry rested her head on my shoulder as we lay naked and panting on the floor of my cabin. After a few minutes, she lifted her head, looked me in the eyes and gave me devilish smile. "Guess what?" she asked. "What?" I asked. "I'm still horny," she said and started rubbing her pussy slowly against my thigh. "You are--after w...
"So this is where you've been hiding." Thomas looked up from his work, glancing in the direction of the woman's voice. He knew who it was before he even saw her standing in the doorway, leaning casually against the frame as the setting sun cast its beam through the fabric of her dress, the shadowy silhouette of her body's curves moving as she shifted agains...
------------------------------- Chapter One: Transformation ------------------------------- Jessica sat in the clinical looking waiting room, wondering how it was she had got there, and, indeed, if she should really go through with this. She knew there was no going back once she stepped through those double doors, but she had come this far. Maybe she had...
The weather so far that year had been lousy. The Spring was dry, causing a partial drought, the Summer had been too damn' hot, causing more than a bit of melanoma in the inveterate sun-bathers, while the farmers who tried to br9ng in much needed crops cursed and nursed the cloudless skies and their crops, respectively. As Jake Warner struggled to make his i...
As she was surreptitiously rubbing his cock, Ray Gainer was enjoying contemplating fucking the virgin: Vivian Laaning. However his excited happy mood soon became tempered as he wondered how he could practically take advantage of this apparent opportunity. He inwardly cursed himself for making his move so late, while the party was beginning to break up. Obvio...
This is Non-erotica, but I still hope you enjoy and keep in mind there is another version of this story under The Last And Only Love. ***** They are there leaning on her special tree and planning their amazing future, for they are in love and want to be with each other and never see another... The year is 1895. The McKane farm needs help so, Mr. McKane hi...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18; THE ACCOUNTS ARE FICTIONALIZED AND DO NOT REFLECT UPON ANY ACTUAL PERSON OF THAT PERIOD; FOR AGES 21 OR ABOVE] [Foreword: This account reflects upon the American Civil War period. As such, 100 years before TV, Playboy, and the like, it re-counts sexual escapades, such as they were, in the Victorian...
My stay in Bucharest was over. Divora had agreed to be my interpreter and assistant as we made our way to Moldova. The agents I had sent there to remote rural areas had come up trumps. Their brief was to recruit farm girls between the ages of eighteen and twenty three for the Club. The chosen girls would be trained to withstand the physical punishment and...