The years passed, surprisingly slowly. Grandma did slow down a bit and was really beginning to look and feel her age, now in her mid 80's., however, when we were together, sex was just as interesting as it had always been. She was still quite agile, no arthritis or rheumatism, or any of the other usual older people's ailments. She still had her weak bladde...
The trip back home was full of promises for the Lady Olena. What else could bring mad fun into the life of a lonely old woman living alone than a human-dog that would keep her company and yet excel in several other tasks a canine dog could not? She didn't remove the collar off Mike's neck as they departed Mary's house, she only gave him her scarf so he coul...
“Hey Billie Jean you sweet thang. How ‘bout another Shiner over here. I’m so dry I’m spittin’ cotton.” The man at the end of the bar was dressed in dirty faded jeans with a hole in one knee and a ratty assed lookin’ red plaid lumberjack shirt with no elbows over an old insulated underwear top. He had a gimme cap pushed back on his head that said “GOAT ROPERS...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - When Steve, a painter and decorator from Melbourne Australia does some painting work at his father-in-law's magnificent house, things don't exactly go smoothly. Steve's wife Vicki's family is complicated, and the result is that Vicki has a much younger 18-year-old half-sister named Olivia, who is a complete spoiled brat, shallow a...
Faeona carried the unconscious damsel from the kitchen to the living room, ignoring the screams which followed his transformation. He knew that he was taking a risk by allowing these humans to see him, but as His Majesty's Helper, it was his duty to protect her. What kind of Helper would he be if he had allowed her to bash her little, white head on the hard...
Author's Note: Sorry it's taken me a while to get this story up, been some events in my life that have distracted me. One of them was learning that someone has taken some of my stories and put them on another site without my permission. Now I have met some slime balls in my life, but to take some one elses hard work and basically try to pass it off as their...
The two women helped each other down the stairs. Both had a lot on their minds. The younger woman, Allyson, was recovering from a vicious beating. She didn't actually need help, not in a physical sense, but her emotional situation was far different. At the moment she felt about as needy as she'd ever been in her entire life, and from the standpoint of a fo...
********************************************************************************************************************* Disclaimer: This is my first time posting a story to this site. I really looking for constructive criticism on this piece. Truth be told, I wrote this story on a dare from my friend. I was really proud of this that I a decided to post this....
Several authors are coming out with stories based on the song, "This Bed Of Rose's." There are two main versions of this song, one by Tanya Tucker with the main character (other than Rose) being a young girl and a version by The Statler Brothers with the main character a young man. Having a choice of male or female for the main character offers many options...
I stood on the unfamiliar stage stark naked, except for a black suspender belt, black stockings and four-inch black stilettos, before about two hundred women of all ages who didn't know quite what to expect. I have to admit that, as I lesbian, I was more than a little turned on. Behind me was a huge screen so that the people at the back could see me about...