The Melinda 109: A Little Shop Story PART ONE "I can't believe it's here!" Webb said excitedly. Soapy shook his head, as Plato and Cato dismembered the packing case, and pulled Melinda 109 out. She was something--five seven or maybe five eight inches tall. Blonde. Icy sapphire eyes. Beautiful face, much like Mary Hart from Entertainment Tonight, but with m...
Going to mention one little thing and then let you get to the story. Maybe will make you run for those hills. Anyway there is a kidnapped boy in this and mention of other kids taken. Which is not what I am talking about here, and is. Bear with me for a moment. So newspapers of the time, if there is mention of a kid being grabbed for adult pleasures, make mo...
Wake snuggled in to Fred and Brianna is upstairs being upset. Realize the alarm for Audrey has gone off, why Brianna is so upset. That and she is hungry so crawl out of bed and grab the robe, slip it on but don't tie it since I need to feed my little girl. Find Audrey standing at the bottom of the steps with Brianna so I am handed her with a yawn from Audrey...
Please be warned that this story is quite dark and mean-spirited. While no pain or torture will be depicted, this story contains sadistic characters that have no respect for the protagonist. This continuing story will not end well for the main character. I do not condone the actions shown in this story, fetishes aside. If these don't bother you, then I hope...
"Hey man, why don't you go dance with her?" He fixed the bartender with a mock look of exasperation, "Do I *look* like I have any rhythm?" "Now that you mention it, no you don't but damn man, I'd get some to dance with her." "You know her?" "Nah, but she's in every Friday night and I noticed her the very first time she came in." "Does she always dress s...
Her toy had served her well and the video had gone back into rotation as the images started to fade with time. But it wasn't him and did little to soothe her increasingly insatiable desire. She'd played their last encounter so many times in her mind, her thick, black toy plunging in and out of her just as he had done but black rubber wasn't the same as black...
Not my usual by any means; this is a tale of revenge, and more revenge. There is some sex in it. As usual, the place names are real, but the characters are entirely fictitious, and any resemblance to any actual person, living, dead or undead, is entirely coincidental. No one under 18 is depicted in this story. *************************** How many years d...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** 'School Lunch' was painted on the side of the faded yellow school bus as Bailey Cooper approached. Walking around, the eighteen year old girl was amazed to see the line of people waiting to step up into the open buss. The side had been modified so...
"I hate my life sometimes," I thought to myself. Here I am, an independent well-educated woman with my life on track and yet, I cannot find someone to share the simplest things with. And in my more frustrated moments, the horniest things with. Who sits on a beach, in a romantic getaway, alone for vacation? Well that would be me. I had to get away from the...
The racket of the moving van disturbed my sleep and drew me out of the wet dream I was having. This dream, like most, was a wondrous fantasy that didn’t make a shit-load of sense. Something about my old high school physics teacher in drag with an enormous dick protruding out from under his tutu. I recalled being mesmerized, but the wailing of the reverse hor...