Umm... I don't know as I should lay claim to this, but pop_54's Uni-boob entry. "Yo Mikey." "Al... how goes it." "Cool." "Nice one man... wos on." "Waiting for Bean." "Safe... aint seen Bean for weeks." "Babe trouble man... Delia's got him thumbed down." "Unsafe." "Uncool." "Bean should dump it Al... babe can't rule a guy... unsafe." "Yea, you hit...
Dear Readers, Thank you for your feedback as you are reading the story. Your comments keep me going. I appreciate the patience of each and every one of you who is sticking by this story and enjoys reading about the sexuality and emotional growth and development of these two characters. I'm writing the story for each and every one of you....
Gents, ladies, we've got a lot to cover, so let's get to it. Enjoy! 6 Days Earlier They all stood dumbfounded for a few moments, staring at Granny and her wad of cash. Jason broke the silence. "Granny," he said, "where did you get all that money?" "I surmised that it would be useful to our situation," Granny said, "and so I procured it. But I can return...
I had just moved into this town. I bought a house in the neighborhood using my retirement money. I was trying to get used to my new environment and a new life. The life I had known all these years was a hectic one. Driving to work as early as 6 am then arriving home at 7 pm. My three children have grown up and all of them had a successful career each. My wif...
This is my entry in the Highway Song event. Some may recognize the first chapter as my entry in the Siren's Song event. I have since felt the urge to continue the Edgerton story. Since the subsequent chapters depend on the original story, I'm including it here as the first chapter of a four-chapter story. All four chapters are included in this submission. If...
Way up North Bondage and Camping Camping and Bondage Stories Stopping to talk to a few others and stare, we soon arrived at Gracie and Charlie's RV. They were sitting on the small deck attached to it. Gracie was wearing a leather bustier type thing with her big boobs floating out the top like a Playboy Bunny. On her wrists and ankles those familiar black...
It was moments like this when he felt completely divorced from his body. Adam had often imagined himself on an island. Bright blue skies. Lush trees. The sound of a babbling brook even, if that wasn't too much of a cliche for a daydream. He shut his eyes, and leaned forward, gripping the railing so tightly, his knuckles went white with effort. Under the sui...
Notar bene - although the dramatis personae herebelow included are based upon some real people, living and historical, any resemblance between them and the people of the story is purely coincidental. In the last enstallment, gentle reader, our trepidous Lady met the less trepid George Pickstock. In putting her side of the argument, it is possible that Lady...
Sweat trickled down the bare skin of Christy’s back as she made her final bow of the evening. The band played the title song from her latest single and kept the crowd of fair-goers on their feet and applauding so loudly the din threatened to drown out even the pounding thump of Terry’s electric bass. It felt good to be liked, even though she’d never meet mos...
Mrs. Jones is a 42-year-old physiotherapist, married to a wealthy lawyer whom she had a son with. She named her son Jimmy and he is currently 19 years old. Despite giving birth at a young age and unlike most moms, Mrs. Jones had a great tendency to improve the look and feel of her body. Many years have gone by and not a single time where her husband, Jared w...