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Slipping into Saturday *** This story is part two in a threesome of stories detailing a particularly interesting weekend for Damian and Sue. Each will be written from a different perspective. Hope you enjoy. ***** 1. Saturday - Early Morning Damian woke early. He rolled over and checked the bedside clock, 6.37am. Stretching out his left arm he felt Sue...
Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Raven Reyes had heard the whispers. How could she not? Hell, a few of the braver members of Wonkru said it right to her face. Bloodreina's Bitch. That's what they called her. Normally being referred to is someone's bitch, and especially just bitch, would send h...
Mike Billows entered the restaurant and looked around. It took him a moment to find, Jerry, the man he was looking for, in the crowd but found him sitting at a table in the corner. He walked to him, Jerry stood up and they both cheerfully greeted each other and shook hands. He sat down and immediately the waitress came up to hand them menus and offered to te...
This is the third in my book club series. The book club is the same but the characters are different. All characters are over the age of eighteen. * My name is Rita. Holly and I have been friends for ten years. Like the others in the book club, we are both recent empty nesters in our mid-forties. Holly and I are good friends but have very different person...
**Chapter 4. Navigating the Next Step The next day I awoke and had to go to the mirror to confirm if my ass was red or if this was all really a dream. However I had actually had my first FemDom experience and my head was racing. The encounter with Mistress Veronica was so vivid I could recall every step that occurred last night. I wasn't sure what my next m...
I woke up to the sound of my phone going off. "Who in the hell?" I said as I reached for it. Looking at the screen, I saw the familiar name of my boss. "Rachelle?" I asked as I turned onto my back. "I want you in early," Rachelle said. "We have a lot to get done!" With that said, she hung up. What was so important that I needed to be in right away, I t...
I hated being 18. This was not a new or even revolutionary feeling, nor was my hate something unique or different. No, I simply hated the frustration that being 18 involved. When reaching 18, society likes to claim you are an adult, they then fail to remove the restrictions that prevent you from being an adult. Smoking? Nope, another year before you are all...
It all started at the Jaycee Fourth of July Festival in a little town named Van Buren in Clark County in Southern Illinois, it was 1981. I'm Dave Hughes, and three years earlier I had graduated with a degree in Mechanical Engineering from the University of Illinois in Champaign. A bicycle manufacturer in Clark County recruited me to come to work for them, I...
Joss catches up with the man whom he had jerked off in the First Anointing. He ends up taking Mel's circumcised cock in his mouth. The men spend the night getting to know each other. They are called to the ritual of the Second Anointing. ********************* As the evening deepened into night, Joss sought out the man whose naked cock he had stroked at the...