PostScriptor Copyright 2009, All rights reserved Everything had conspired against him that morning. First he'd been delayed getting away from home. Rachel had chosen this morning to demand that he talk to her about some domestic issue or another, but he had explained to her that he had to make a flight this morning. She was clearly unhappy, but had accepte...
Twenty One Uuhhhhh ... Another loud moan/gasp escapes from deep within her as he bottoms out once again. Ohhhhhh ... The air is forced from her as she is once again impaled by his cock. "How did I get myself into this?" The thought floats across her mind. A drop of drool falls from her lips, which are forced apart by the ball gag that wedges her teeth...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
It was ten o'clock on the Sunday morning after the Company dance that I was in my living room, just collecting my suit jacket from the night before, which I'd left draped over a dining chair, and my phone rang. I opened it and saw that Piers was calling me. "Yes, Piers?" "Chris." And the hairs on the back of my neck went up, there was something in his voi...
We met at the bus station just before noon on a Saturday with everything we needed for the cruise. We rode the bus to the port down in Miami making a few other stops along the way. By the time we reached the dock it was late in the afternoon. We checked the bags and then checked onto the ship. They checked our tickets, IDs and passports before we were cleare...
Vic Knightly's POV Portland Brotherhood Clubhouse "WAKE UP, PROSPECT. We leave in twenty." The banging on my door had woken us up, and I looked over at the clock to see it was seven-thirty in the morning. We'd only had four hours of sleep, as the party had gone on well into the night. Spider Monkey had a lot of fun catching up with her old friends, while...
My deepest appreciation to Cw5523729, Grania2, Xpoerotica, Decal_last and Gonzo437a for helping me with their hard work, editing and advice. Thank you for putting up with my mindless ramblings, guys, with your help and a LOT of luck, maybe one day I'll become a better writer. ***** ANNIE'S STORY Sara is always with me. I carry her here, in my dimples...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** The knock at the door was soft and unimposing, it was a knock meant to check to see if Nina was awake, rather than one to awaken her. Nina was sleeping, technically, but she was expecting this knock, and sleeping lightly enough in that moment that her eyes opened and she sa...
Anyone portrayed as having sex is 18 or older. Stories featuring oversized people is a touchy subject and I'll be accused of fat shaming, of which there isn't any. It's the story of a girl who starts life heavy and in time becomes slimmer, but never fully loses the stigma of her earlier years. Chance Encounters I've never felt pretty because I'm not. I...
Note: This story was submitted in late March, but has nothing to do with April Fool's Day. Anyone portrayed having sex is over eighteen. This is fiction; as always, all characters and events, etc. are figments of our imagination and have no connection to any living or dead persons, or true events. In other words, we repeat - this is all fiction. Jenny and...