When Freddy Gordon hired in at J. Carrol Grady publishing, he expected to rise to the top - not quickly, necessarily - but eventually. This had never happened. Since day one, if there were odd jobs, from mopping, to fetching lunch, or coffee, Freddy was the one they sent. The phrase "...we'll send'in the kid." had become synonymous with he, in particula...
Notes: All characters are over 18 years of age. Jenni is 26, Mark is 35, Freddy is 37. No one is an actual blood relative, though they think in those terms. This picks up a few weeks after where "A Perfect Fit" left off. At this point, I'm not sure how important it would be to read that first. The plan is to try to make this readable on its own without going...
As soon as I sat Ann's rocker down she pulled me into her arms kissing me over and over, "That was so hot!" She pulled me to the floor. "Did you see the look on their faces when I told you to strip! I've never done anything like that! My panties are soaked! Fuck me, Fred! Right now, I want you in me right now!" She pushed me on my back, pulled her skirt up t...
Notice: All participants are fictional and at least 18 years of age. ***** "So let me get this straight, you'll do me, Freddy and Jacob, all if Allison does us all too?" Colin Sparks had the biggest grin on his face. I was the pixie cut, gymnastics team captain, and self-confirmed lesbian, and I was willing to do his football Neanderthals all to get acces...
I watched my husband's face turn white. The doctors, nurses, and midwife just shot shocked glances at each other. "Push Jess," one of them said, finally remembering what they were there for. An hour later I was sat up cuddling my new baby. The young nurse found it difficult to hide her amusement. "Isn't he beautiful, just like his father?" The nurse lef...
As Justine's filmy overshirt dropped to the floor, she plucked the hem of the tank top up and pulled that off, too. Her large breasts stood out from her chest, tipped with light pink nipples. Freddy wondered if giving him a blow job had made them that hard. He was struggling to free his feet from his sweat pants as she unbuttoned her jeans and rolled them, t...
"Hmm. Maybe I should call Freddy?" "He's not a manservant!" Mark replies, exasperated. "Yeah, go on." The stress of where they're going has Mark's hand tremor playing up. It only gets worse when he tries to force his fingers to do his bidding. Jenni's no help. She's tried but is only smothering him. "Hi, Freddy. Can you come up here, please? We need your...
Being a huge fan of the late, great American artist Bill Ward and his gorgeous girlie art, I decided to pay homage to him by interpreting a few of his suggestive cartoons onto paper. Therefore, the following filth below is what I'd like to imagine occurred before the punchline of the cartoon. For best results, please don't skip to the end! * * * Saucily...
Try as I might, Ann ignored my attempts to let her know how uncomfortable she was making me. Caitlyn called to her roommate, "Branna, come to the door, Ann wants to talk to us!" "The lady who's dating our neighbor?" "That's the one." "What does she want to talk about?" "Just come to the door." She came to the door barefoot, wearing a t-shirt & daisy du...
The Black stone. A new start. Chapter 1 This story is loosely based on the other black stone stories I have written. It may be helpful if you read earlier stories but not essential. Hopefully this is a standalone story. The Black Stone is a small stone that gives the holder the ability to jump from body to body. Mark found Sue during a fight with some dru...