"Did I do good Mistress?" Cindy asked still upside down. Kim helped her sit up and then undid the cuffs. "You were a very good little cum slut." "Only a cum slut for you Sir. I'm so happy we got to play again." She said to Jason who had laid down on the bed. Cindy crawled up to lay next to him. Kim watched the blonde's bubble butt sway before crawling up o...
Author's Note: Sorry I've made you all wait for this for so long but so much has happened since '08. We had to move and there were health issues with both my husband and I, and some family problems that left writing in the background of my mind. I've been slowly returning to it, working on stories I had written and seeing what I could do with them, before go...
"Tonight turned out even better than we had hoped" Tracy said as we headed to their rig. "Mike and I hoped that things would happen between the four of us but we sure weren't prepared for the rest of it" "Thank God I saw that smile on your face when she asked Connie that question. I had no idea you knew anything about it. Poor Mike, he was totally clueless....
"Come here, Big Boy," Cindy purred as she sprawled out sideways across the bed. Her body, still warm from the shower, was growing warmer as thoughts of making love passed through her mind. "Jesus, Cynthia. For God's sake get some clothes on. Mom is expecting us downstairs for dinner in fifteen minutes." Tom pulled his tan slacks up over his light blue boxe...
The long road ahead was looming in front of her. Mile after mile of monotony. She left the Choke and Puke on I-75, headed south. This was the run she dreaded the most. Detroit to Florida, with one overnight stop to sleep. Her rig was loaded with new cars. Cars she couldn’t afford on her salary. Luxury cars for the well heeled in Florida. Snowbirds who mo...
"Shit it's hot." She stood on the side of the road, looking towards the oncoming traffic and wondering if any of those sons of bitches in their air conditioned cars were ever going to stop and give her a lift. When the job offer came through she had to jump at it - one problem - it was a thousand clicks away and she had no way of getting there except on h...
This is my first attempt at what I guess would be called a Fetish story. Girls and slime seemed to be a major fetish thanks to the internet. I looked around and never found any stories that involved the elements that make it interesting to me. So I thought I would try my hand at a short girl getting slimed story. Look forward to your feedback. Rachel had...
My dad, he's a long-haul truck driver. Why? Well, because his dad was one. And grandpa was one because...well...his dad, my great-grandfather was one. Ah hell, I bet if you were to go back another generation you would find one of us hauling freight with a wagon and horses. Want to hazard a guess what I've spent the last few months in training for? Oh my n...
Chapter 10 — Let's Have a Party May 1974 They arrived late, but not too much. The fraternity house parking lot had always been undersized so Jim had a difficult time wedging the Rustmobile into a space. "I'm glad we took this car instead of the Duster," Jim said. "The old Rustmobile can take a few more dents and no one would notice, but the Duster doesn'...
Author's note: The setting for this story could prove disturbing or challenging to many readers. I make no apology for that; how you respond is entirely your choice. However, I hasten to add that the story is not based on any sect, cult or other group, nor is any offence directed at any group in particular or towards groups of this nature in general. The st...