This story is dedicated to a fan "Blonde Katie" who inspired it. * Katie Sugden had had a busy day. A new horse had been delivered to the livery stable she ran from Home Farm in Emmerdale, and he needed bedding in. Four one hour riding lessons had been given, then she had to "muck out" the stables. She stood under the shower, trying to get the smell of...
Before we return to the story, I'd like to thank all of those who have taken the time to offer praise, criticism and general commentary on chapters one though three of Jess's adventures. And now, on with the story.... After viewing Bob James' surveillance video of my husband and his lover, I was in turmoil. I was angry, I was hurt, I was scheming my reveng...
This is the very first pure fiction story that I publish here. It will be a slow starter this one. So if your attention span is no longer than that of a TV advert then it is probably not for you. If it resembles in any way anybody living or dead then I suggest that you seek psychiatric help quickly or some other kind of therapy as soon as possible. *****...
"Oh shit," Jay "Raw-Dawg" Winston said to himself as he ran down Elm Vale, hoping that the Ontario provincial police wasn't closing in. He could hear the police sirens drawing close. Ottawa police, Ontario provincial police, they were all after his ass. The tall, slim young Jamaican-Canadian man wondered what could have possessed him to rob the local bank in...
When you think of a Somali Muslim woman, what is the first image that comes to mind? A Hijab-wearing, smiling gal from Africa, proud of her cultural heritage and Islamic faith. That's fine, because that's definitely part of who I am. Still, what happens when the Somali Muslim woman in question dares to question certain societal expectations and forge her own...
Dear Mom, Thanks for the lemon bars. It'll help me stay awake during my property class. Tell Rylie that I'll bring back her mohair coat, don't have a cow. So you were asking me about how things are going with Spalding. I was so glad you and Dad liked him when you came up to school. I agree he's cute and has a good sense of humor, and Dad said Spal was obv...
We were beyond turning back now. On the way home we talked about both men. Meredith really was hot to fuck Chet. After meeting both guys, I was committed. They provided the possibility for two very different types of experiences. During the drive, Meredith wore a short skirt with a very tiny thong. As we drove and talked more about the black cock cuckolding...
2) Balls Deep at the Ball The Halloween ball was upon us. I had recently parted ways with my prudish girlfriend so this horny, bisexual crossdresser with a high heel boot fetish and the most recent increment of the student loan siting in his bank account was going all in. Shiny black leather knee high boots with a slender four inch chrome heel were acquire...
I first met Mrs. Susan Noble on a volunteer committee for our neighborhood. She was the wife of a university professor, and I was just a student. Her grace and commitment to community betterment gained my respect, and she was quite a beauty for a woman past her prime. Mrs. Noble was probably in her late fifties. She was tall, shapely but not plump, and stil...
Note: the following story is about 99% true with only minor embellishments. For example, there are no condoms in the story. In real life, protection is a must, but stories give us room to fantasize. Enjoy! ***** I was scared but it didn't matter. I pushed through it until my plump little dick poured out its hot seed onto my tummy. After that all I could he...