Chapter Five It was another Wednesday; another day in which Monica's favourite art class met. This week she was nervous. She had set in motion a plan to seduce the students of this class and things had gone terribly wrong. As she waited by her front window for everyone to arrive she was unsure about whether or not she wanted to continue with her plans. As...
Chapter 9 I handed the phone to my wife. Ann called her Mrs. McCartney. My wife objected saying: "My name is Filipina but everyone calls me Fil." Ann offered to take us out to dinner tomorrow night. My wife accepted and Ann asked her to choose a nice restaurant where we could all talk. The two chatted happily for about ten minutes. I was surprised, actually...
Charlene and Jeannie walked into my room. Jeannie held the clipboard clutched to her chest. Her knuckles were still white, but the color was returning to her face. "Alright, it's time for us to change your bed linens, Josh." Charlene said. When she said my name, Jeannie gave her a look. Yet another reminder of how long I had been in my coma, I reflected,...
It had been long day and it finished with a crazy night, driving home I had a lot on my mind. I was exhausted from playing basketball all day. Today had been a little bit tougher than past Saturdays. I was sore and aching from all the hits and bumps that my body had endured throughout the day. The night games were the worst and this Saturday night was no ex...
My short legs struggled to keep up with Taran's strides as he led us through kilometers of dense forest. He had not paused to rest nor even speak for hours, and the rest of us filed behind, honoring the silence. Without warning the tall blue-eyed hunter came to a stop. "We're almost there," he told Grant and me, his breath heavy from exertion. "I must war...
I had just been separated from the military and took the train to my former community. I say former because my family had moved to another community about fifty miles away while I was in the service. I wanted to stop in my former community and see a few friends, particularly the wife of the News Agency owner. I had worked for them for a few years before I l...
Author's note: This is version 3. I edited it once for inconsistencies, continuity errors and embarrassing editing mistakes, and then I finished designing the world and realised it shouldn't end where it did and I had a proper ending and... So, this is version 3. Original note: Here we go again. Part 7 of a one-part serial. Questions answered, questions...
I'd like to thank my friend Keith who helped me out on the finer aspects of the male anatomy when writing story. Hope you like it. - Brianna ------------------------------------------------- There were silky red thongs, lacy black bikinis, pearl white strings and soft blue french cuts. There couldn't be a more beautiful collection of lacy panties and bras...
Chapter 7 – Slim and Porky When I woke up Wednesday morning the shock that had kept me in a cloud the day before was gone and reality had set in. I found myself dealing with the real possibility that I could lose Holly. I still couldn't get my head around the idea that someone would want to kill her. Was this a random act or did someone we know do this? It...
"Chug! Chug! Chug!" the cum-covered crowd chanted. Chubsy's cock was back up and gushing stronger than before. Two more girls were draped over swollen bellies bigger than yoga balls and a third one was in the middle of getting her guts stuffed by the gawky redhead. So far nobody had beaten Veronica H's size and the latest girl was nowhere close. She was losi...