The sun was warm and the air, with its sweet, melodious fragrances, promised of a lovely spring at its heels. The winter was almost over, and a few leaves had sprung to life, swaying softly in little clutters spread sparsely upon the barren branches of the trees. The 'weeping' willow was the odd-one-out amid his Pine buddies but stood proudly like a rose amo...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** That evening, as promised, I took an Uber over to Mister Spandwick's house. I should have been excited, but my thoughts were all over the place. You will recall, earlier that day, the real Alison had been taunting me about how her boyfriend liked beating up faggots for fun... Broug...
"I'm really going to wear my Hello Kitty jammies to meet Frank?" "What part of $5000 dollars says no?" "But I only have two buttons left on my shirt." "Whose fault is that?" "Mine. I'll have to hold my shirt together the whole time I'm in IHOP." "Quit complaining." "I can't help it Daddy. I'm going to be around lots of people. Kids maybe. That's not co...
"How long have we been married?" "Christ! Have I forgotten our anniversary again?" "No, nothing like that... not yet anyway... you've got another six weeks. How long have we been married?" "What brought this on?" "Answer... the... question!" "Don't poke your fingernail in my ribs like that! Ummmm... ahhhh... twenty-two... twenty-three years? Twenty-thre...
This one isn't as 'happy' as the last chapter. You can yell at me if you like. Don't forget to vote with the STARS, and comments and emails are always appreciated. I would say enjoy, but that wouldn't really be accurate. The next year goes by quickly. Nic and Lizzy talk about once a week, but usually it's texts. His initialisms are still frustrating...
This story is based on real people and true events in my life. There is a strong and (I hope) very obvious fantasy element involved; but every person, place or thing referenced is drawn from experience. The first portion of the story is an almost exact transcript of an event in my early teen years. I have not even changed the names. I will leave it to the r...
"Wake your ass up." Lonnie Turner crept into his daughter's bedroom as she lay nude atop her covers, her rose colored pedestal fan blowing over her succulent body. It had turned out to be a warm night last evening. A hard swat on the ass, she yelps jumping into a defensive roll, feet poised to kick at him. "DON'T DO THAT." She stares up at him fearfully. "...
Hello, my pervy readers. I'm back with the 4-part continuation of Police Training. There will be spankies, laughter, criminal activities, and some heart-wrenching scenes. As usual, this is a finished story, and I'll be submitting one chapter every Sunday. Enjoy. Special thanks to MJ Wacko for being the bestest editor ever. Three years have come and...
I was looking forward to this summer. I had just graduated high school and I was going to stay with my grandparents down in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania for a few months. When I was younger I'd always go stay with them for the summer, but then my parents got divorced and my father and I moved to California for his job. Money was always tight and we couldn'...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I had told you about how I had met old Mr. Spandwick and how he had insisted on dressing me up like his granddaughter, Alison, before having his way with me. Pretty hot, right? I thought so too, but it did freak me out a bit... It just wasn't the kind of thing I had ever done befo...