Prolouge Chapter theme song: "Not Afraid Anymore": Hasley His lips rammed against mine with increasing haste, his body meshing with mine like the silk satin of my blood red dress that clung to every crevice of my skin. His fingers felt like liquid fire against my flesh, the soft velvet of his lips grazing over the nape of my neck in hunger. He gripped the...
A bazillion thanks to thatsbogus, as good of an editor as he is a writer. This is the second Convertible story, written as a standalone - the first story is recapped in the intro, but I encourage you to read the first one anyway. ++++++++++++++++++++++ My name is Jacob Leopold. I'm 32, and live in Menlo Park, California. I'm a Penn State grad with a Maste...
The following is, by a certain definition, a futanari/dickgirl story. It does NOT at any point feature sex with minors (individuals below the age of 18) Chapter 1 Jenn quickly applied a coat of her maroon lipstick, then began to more carefully work her mascara into her long lashes. She capped the little bottle and took a good look at herself in the bathroo...
Tuesday I was woken from my dreamless sleep by the ringing of the phone. I rolled over to get it. The bed felt very empty without Sarah . . . or without little Maggie. It took me a few seconds to clear my head and answer the phone. It was Sarah. Her flight plans had changed. She was on her way to the airport and would get in at around 10:30 am. After rela...
Ana Gets Pyked by Diego Royo - Copyright 2016 In the confession booth, Ana waited for Father Murphy to hear her confession. Her yellow summer dress on her dark, Hispanic body was a pretty contrast. Cork-wedged heels and open toes with rings made her feel sexy, and sinful. This wasn't her usual attire. But it was very hot this summer in New Mexico. The chu...
Mara walked into the Palace grounds confident the guards wouldn't see through her disguise. Clean up of the massacre inside the Palace was taking a while, and continued into the night. Lights turned night to day and bustling servants in bloody livery rushed in and out cleaning and searching through her handiwork in the mess of the devastated Palace. The bodi...
They finished dinner and together washed the dishes. He would wash them and she would dry them. She finally said, "I know you want to hear all about my weekend." "I do, but only if you want to tell me." His answer relieved her. The dishes dried and put away she told him to pour each of them a glass of wine while she changed. She returned a few minutes...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** At age 21, Eric and I got married. Eric had the rest of our life planned out from there. We were aiming to have our first child around the time of our first anniversary, which would be the summer after graduation. So a month after the wedding, we had an extravagant three month hon...
Hello, everyone. I hope you read the previous chapter and enjoyed it. This story is a continuation of the Shadows of Resentment series. In this chapter, we learn if they find a way to make their relationship work. Again, let me reiterate, I am no expert on anything military, so I used my imagination freely here. It is not my intention to offend any of the g...
"Randy, how come my Mothers don't charge you for your coffee?" Five-year-old Devon's "Main Mother", Tessa, was blasting steam through the milk for my morning double latte, and the question took her as much by surprise as it did me. She reddened, looked up at me, grinned through the blush (DAMN! But she was pretty!) and answered, as Devon turned to take anot...