Finally, I was home, the front door was locked so I went around the back where we keep a key in a fake electrical outlet behind the bushes. I passed by the pool and headed toward the bushes on the other side of the French doors when I noticed they were wide open. I entered the rear foyer that lead to the kitchen and the morning room. The recessed lights we...
Author's Note: Hello folks! I'm really rather flattered with the responses I got about the final chapter. Seems like most of you liked it, which is awesome. Thanks for all the support! That being said, this is the first of two epilogue chapters; this one focusing on Amy, Rory and the Doctor in the immediate aftermath of last chapter's big confrontation. The...
Cynthia gasps as Robert's cock slowly penetrates her from behind. She kneels on the couch. Her elbows resting on the armrest. Her big tits dangled down, her small tee had been pulled up so he could easily play with them. Her shorts lay on the floor where Rob had casually tossed them. Last night was the second time they had sex. Now this was the second time...
GLISTENING **************************************** Chapter One, setting the mood **************************************** *front desk and waiting room for Dr. Prescott, specialist in...whatever brings in the most patients with proper private insurance...quantity over quality* *retail customer service ultra friendly voice* "Thank you so much for calling...
You had made a lot of bad choices in moments of extreme emotion, but this one was shaping up to be one of your worst. When the invitation came in the mail for Paul's wedding, it wounded you. He wasn't supposed to find someone before you did, let alone marry them. Your split had been amicable, even if the relationship nowadays was largely the occasional phon...
Dear Reader, This tale is a pure work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Fortunately, the events depicted are highly implausible so please do not overthink the story as you read it. Finally, the tale was whispered to me by a woman who thrives from the humiliation that these fantasies make her feel. The sole purpose of the story is to fill her need to...
Mrs. Gloria Schneider was a big buxom blonde, larger actually than my 6' 0" 190 pounds by probably an inch and 10 pounds. However her weight was better distributed than mine and her long blonde hair framed her beautiful face and full red lips to perfection. When she first saw me, she was determined to do me bodily harm while screaming loud enough to bring a...
This story contains massive BE and lactation. If either of those things are something you dislike, I would hit back. This story has been drastically revised with another two thousand words in volume one of Changelog, my quarterly short story collection. Contact me for more. ***** Sabine drummed her fingers on the table as she waited for Lyla. It had only...
The door bell rang. It was Sarah coming round to pick up the disk with her photos from the shoot we did a week ago. I was slightly apprehensive about meeting her again after what had happened at end of the photoshoot session, although I certainly wasn't expecting any dramas. I opened the door. "Hello David," she said, giving me a peck on the cheek as she le...
Midnight. There were so many stories about midnight. The magic hour, the witching hour. But they were all just stories. Katie was a modern girl, and wisely didn't believe in that kind of thing. Midnight, after all, was just a time on a clock. It was always midnight somewhere. So when the carnival man had told her not to run the carousel ride after midnight...