This part is a wild ride for all involved. I was not sure whether I wanted the story to go where it ended, so I let it sit for months after writing it. But here is it is in its original state. So let me know what you think. ***** Chapter 8. I rolled off of Carrie and just lay next to her, she was breathing very heavy as she rolled to her side. The girls...
As always thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526. Please rate and comment on the story. I'm curious if I went overboard with the word cunt in the series. The first thing he noticed was the smell of coconut. Pete gradually opened his eyes and realized his face was buried in Carolyn's hair. The shampoo had some kind of tropical scent; her hair reminded him of a...
Neither my body nor my dick asked to get old. Everything still looks good for my 57 years. However, the pill pushers said "Take this for blood pressure and this for cholesterol, this for allergy." With all those pills, good old reliable wasn't reliably raging every morning. In response to that complaint, and true to their calling, the docs said, "Take this f...
(Disclaimer: These characters are mine. Any similarities between those living and dead, is purely coincidental.) John Vanderbuilt was recently widowed and a young man only twenty-nine years old. Most of his wealth was inherited from his father who had it passed to him by his father. He was from a very long and prestigious line. The old money was made in st...
{I got this story from an email contact. She calls herself Gemineye, and knows all about my interest in stories where "good women" are swept up suddenly in desires that threaten to get out of control. There was a story Gemineye read recently about a guy and woman who got the guy's older brother to make her pregnant. She said she knew a story that was twice a...
As I explained in my first episode, I am a kept Cross dressing Maid-servant for my Master who I also refer to Mr. G. (or G). My Master provides for me and makes my life comfortable. For this, I provide him with a willing and compliant servant. Master keeps me quite busy with daily chores and things and he uses me as he wishes. Sometimes he lets others use me...
Skidding to a stop the loose sand from the beach showering up around Caleb's sneakers, the only other thing covering him are the loose Khaki shorts stained with the sweat of his four mile run. Caleb rakes his hands back through his short black hair, droplets of sweat shimmering in the air before they hit the beach. Sighing he closes his eyes the dark fringe...
Hi there, Tia 3 here. I'm shipping off to the armed forces really really soon. What I had hoped to finish is turning out to be a rather long story line. I do how ever want to share this with you. Hopefully I'll have more to add to this piece in the week I have left before my Basic Training begins, but if I can't get around to submitting more please understan...
Agent Stacy Meadows placed the kid in the back seat of the car, buckled her up and only just avoided slamming the door. Stacy was boiling mad. Leaning against the front of the gray base model vehicle she called the duty officer of the diplomatic protection corps. "Fred, it's Stacy Meadows at the airport. I've picked up the Japanese Ambassador's 8-year-old b...
Lane was just 29 when he felt like the whole world was against him. It had been six years since he last had a girlfriend. He wanted to be with women before, he just never had the balls to ask them out, and in fact his last girlfriend asked him out. This was beside the point though. Lane was frustrated. His job was becoming hectic and his boss was being a maj...