*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Ch 1 In the St. Thomas Aquinas yearbook of the 2004-2005 school years, the thin volume held the usual groupings. The graduating class of 2005, followed by the various seniors that won various awards, such as 'Best Christian Example,' (Elise Simone) and 'Friendlie...
"Hey there Mrs. Kripke how are you, noticing she looked unusually more attractive then ever before. "I am fine Mr. Stephen," referring to the idea he seamed much more mature each time she saw him. "My, my Stephen haven't we grown, and matured even over the last several months. And how is college going too dear?" "Well as good as you said it would. I can't...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
Note: Trying to make the chapter's longer for those of you that wanted them. :) Chapter 5 Emma's mind was reeling, trying to grasp all that was going on. Still trying to gain her bearings, she squeaked in alarm as he not too gently hoisted her up and then knocked the breath out of her. With a soft grunt, she balance on his shoulder, her hands shoot down to...
Paul Peters. It was a hell of a name for kid growing up. He'd been teased unmercifully because of it. "P.P." followed by jeers, laughter and a lot of finger pointing. Not to mention bullies who shoved him into school lockers or knocked his books out of his hands. He'd fought back of course, several times, but all the good it did him was to land him in detent...
Author's Note: Another foray into a story involving new characters and a slightly different tone. Let me know how you like it with your comments and your ratings. Thank you for taking the time to read it. ~~~~~~ I came out of the en-suite bathroom in the master bedroom I shared with my loving husband who was sitting just where I left him; gagged and handc...
The small scout ship's landing gear slammed into the deckplating of the ISCS Venture, forcing Delphi's body against the tight restraints of her cockpit chair. With the Venture's landing guidance system dead, it had been up to her to guide her craft into the tiny port while travelling at several thousand kilometres per second, not an easy manoeuvre at all. Bu...
CHAPTER ONE "CITY ON THE EDGE" Evening creeps in as the sun has long set behind the tall and obstructing buildings surrounding Angel as she walks pass the dive bars, strip clubs and other sleazy places of Capri Avenue. Being an attractive blond woman in her twenties, Angel maintains a cool and calm demeanor as she continues her pace to the safe confine...
1600 hrs, Adam Dawson's house, six miles from the base. Adam Dawson opened the front door to his house in Chesapeake. As he walked in, Garrett Brown followed him while studying the inside. The décor was modest with one wall in the living room adorned with Navy memorabilia the SEAL collected over the years. Throwing his keys on the end table, Adam turned to...
I awoke the next morning to the smell of bacon and freshly brewed coffee. Is Chris cooking? I looked over at the bedside clock, I had slept until just a little past noon. Slowly, as I begin to wake up in earnest, the previous evening's activities flooded into my mind. The restraints, my dominatrix outfit, our extreme facesitting session, and Chris licking...