Disclaimer: I do not own Pitch Perfect. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "You don't have to get me drunk, you know?" Beca grinned. This startled Chloe to the point where her only response was, "Huh?" "Yeah, I'm kind of a sure thing." Beca grinned, before noticing the look on Chloe's face, which caused her to frown, "Is someth...
It was after supper, but the evening sun still shone through the lofty windows of the gymnasium to catch dust particles floated weightlessly in its slanting streams of light. A naked young man who promoted the delicate aura of a fragile girl stood fumbling over his words before the seated figure of Miss Twist, groping helplessly for an excuse to explain the...
As always, thanks to my editors, LadyCibelle, and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read. Boy, first time sure implies a lot. I was reading some first-time stories and it made me start thinking about my first-time everything. Some were really good memories and others not so memorable. I have a hard time believing that everything goes right the f...
Date: November 2, 2015 Place: An adult-themed resort in the Caribbean Ryan and Brooke (us) were on vacation, and Ryan, who enjoys using Brooke as his submissive, arranged to fulfill one of her biggest fantasies. He also told her he'd be recording it. Ryan is a 31-year-old sales rep for a California-based surfboard company: tall, athletic, commanding voice...
He sat on the stern of the beautiful fifty five foot motor yacht in a deck chair soaking up some rays. He wore nothing but a pair of ragged cut off jeans and deck shoes. A battered camo field hat was pulled low over the brown eyes. He watched as they walked down the dock. They had caught his eye when they exited the waterside restaurant and stood looking dow...
Stacey had seen Jeff a number of times before their eventful day had begun. She managed a restaurant in the same area that he worked in as a cleaner and would often pass by him while he was outside or occasionally down in the parking garage. Over time pleasantries would be exchanged and he would smile at her, appreciating the dresses she wore on that beauti...
Bleeding colors streaked across the sky as the sun settled behind the flat horizon. Karla sat with a foot propped on the dash of Ronald's old Chevy, enjoying the last glimpses of the sunset as they bounced down the broken road. He did not seem to notice the natural beauty, humming and slapping the steering wheel to the tune of some old rock song he could not...
After having taken the elder Green anally while bent over the kitchen table and then being introduced to his outrageously and bizarrely hung son in the bedroom, the two black men learn that what would have driven most women into a nap at best had only served to whet Mary Miller's appetite for more. *** "You guys seem to be up to something," Mary said with...
Amber awoke, still nude, after again being voluntarily drugged for transport. It had been a week since she had finished her training as a Pony Girl and was being delivered to her buyer. She was in the care a two transporters, one male and one female, now that she was awake they began prepping her for her buyer. Amber was not sure were she was, at this point...
I. The Message Paul Norton sat in his dimly-lit room somewhere in the suburbs of Boston. He looked outside and saw a blizzard pounding the neighborhood. White-skinned and with blond hair, Paul suffered from an overactive intelligence which compelled him to notice things that other people did not. He disliked authority's instructions, and frequently called...