There are rumors that have been passed down through the generations regarding a local cemetery in Lucas Ohio, Mt. Olive cemetery, and it is said to have been the site of a hanging in the late eighteen hundreds. The victim, a supposed witch, known by most locals as Mary Jane, or Bloody Mary, was actually Mary Jane Hendrickson, a spinster who had lived her ent...
Have had many chats over the past few weeks and femdom seems to be a popular theme with many guys. My thanks goes to so many of you for your ideas but in particular to Master Kink who helped a lot with the plot development. ***** "Andy I'm home" said Jenny from the front door as she dumped her heavy briefcase on the sofa before throwing the jacket from h...
Chapter 3: An Unexpected Visitor Laney shoved the papers away, irritated and unable to focus. Sighing, she dropped her head into her hands, running her fingers through her hair. She hadn't seen or heard from Jack since that night he'd left her without an explanation, and she had been distracted and irritable all week. She glared at the stack of papers acros...
I have read and enjoyed all three of the February Sucks stories that came before mine. GeorgeAnderson's original, Greenday0418's alternate ending and Hooked1957's redux. After I read the redux I was wondering what might have happened next and what spin I would give and that was the inspiration for my sequel. I want to thank both George Anderson and Hooked fo...
Sunday nights had always been synonymous with laundry night for me. Late into the evening would I start my laundry, far removed in a basement room of my apartment complex. I'd sit there with a good book and my mp3 player filled with jazz tracks or triphop. But tonight, my sanctuary had been compromised. She was bent at the waist, her heart shaped ass displa...
The fourth chapter of "A Gamer Has to Game". I hope that those that read the first three chapters find this one just as interesting. And as beginner in erotica, I do look forward to your comments and suggestions. Please feel free to be critical of anything you find not to your liking. After-all, an author/writer cannot grow without first being torn down. A...
It was like a vision of heaven, thought Kitty, as she watched the city of Barcelona unfold from distant smudge to clear definition over a period of an hour or so. She knew that Captain Prince had business here in the rookeries of the Raval district, and she also knew that this might be her best chance of escaping his maddening personal and sexual despotism a...
When Mrs. Kopernick came in to wake me in the morning I was alone in bed. It felt empty without her daughter Mary Jo beside me but I knew it was for the best. I was their house guest under difficult circumstances. I didn't want to have any trouble. I noticed though that a couple of buttons of Mrs. Kopernick's gown were undone and she had a big smile on her...
My wife Ann and I had been friends with Tom and Lynn for about ten years now. I had known Tom from a previous job back several years ago and the two of us had been close friends ever since. Ann just loves Tom's wife Lynn, and the two of them stay in touch on a routine basis. Ann and Lynn are in their mid-fifties and they do a number of things together outsid...
This story is fiction. It includes interracial, group, rough, lesbian sex. The main character is sexually used and abused much to her own enjoyment. If you don't like this kind of story, you may want to consider reading a romance novel. Bobbie's life became a little more normal over the next six weeks. She started back to school and still serviced Mr. Taylo...