'Where the hell did he come from?' She cried. Jean was reversing her car out of her driveway and somehow managed to hit a cyclist. Although Jean was reversing slowly she hadn't noticed Scott the cyclist powering along the road with no intention of slowing down. Jean clipped Scott's back wheel and sent him flying into the road. She got out of the car as qu...
Dear readers, This is a continuation of my two already published stories: 'Miss Johnstone's Lesbian Sissy Slut' and 'Further Training as Sissy Lesbian'. I sincerely recommend reading these stories first as it provides background for this one. My stories have been well received and I would like to thank you all for the positive response! Enjoy and please ta...
Dave was tired. He had hardly slept all night. He lay on the bed with Delfina and Betsy recalling their night together. He sat up and looked at them both as they lay sleeping. What a contrast. Delfina, a camera operator for the local TV station had only joined them yesterday. She was a swarthy Middle Eastern Italian woman with big boned shoulders and hips....
Drummer Boy: Bat Out of Hell II: Back to Hell Hi again, folks, Lady D here! This section took a lot longer to finish than I expected. Like all the other parts, I wrote it over a year ago in February. When I got around to it this January, I didn't like it, so I threw it in the swamp, and rewrote it. That version sucked less, but it still sucked, so I thre...
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...
It was late Saturday afternoon having nothing better to do, I went to the mall. While I was wandering around, I happened to notice the display window of the Naughty Nighty Boutique. What caught my eye was the extreme detailing on the life like mannequins. Their perky breasts the tips of their nipples even their pussy mounds and the cracks between the cheeks...
THIS IS A PARODY...IT IS NOT REAL THIS IS MY HOMAGE TO ONE OF MY FAVORITE HORROR MOVIE SERIES...THE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE...ITS MOSTLY A PARODY OF THE ORIGINAL MOVIE WHICH IS MY FAVORITE ONE...DON'T WORRY NO ONE DIES IN THIS IT'S A SEX PARODY...I'M KNOWN FOR KINKY STORIES AND THIS IS CERTAINLY KINKY...I HOPE IT TURNS OUT GOOD... ENJOY ***** CAST: LEATHE...
I am self-employed as a business marketing analyst. My job is stressful and usually very busy. As my own boss though, I take off time whenever I want to. This particular day I have taken off to go fishing. I've gone to a stream, I know of, in the Santa Monica Mountains. It is a beautiful summer day in 1965 Southern California and I've found a nice shady spo...
(Special thanks to Navajazz, Oedipus Rex, Jellykat & Gwenevere_Cacey who encouraged me and edited both Chapters I & II of this series.) * I was still in a bit of a daze as I followed Diana out of Becky The Brown's office and through the University halls to visit Gladys The Grey. "So what exactly is it that you all do here?" I asked the elusive Diana. "You...
My Fourth of July had been fruitful. At my usual gathering of friends at my house, Timmy, a shy, handsome 18-year-old friend of the family, had come by. Quite unexpectedly, and delightedly so, I, and then later my sexy old girlfriend Linda, drained the young stud dry, between us milking six gorgeous loads from him, all the while enjoying his talented tongue,...