The girl rose onto her knees when she heard my footsteps cease, the sound of them now inaudible on the living room carpeting. "Down," my wife, Jill, instructed, and the girl settled her butt back against her heels again. I stood there, dumbfounded, eyes locked on the scene before me with disbelief. I couldn't tell an age, but the girl was definitely young...
Steve - 9:55pm She had stopped talking before the phone clattered to the table. I could hear her breathing, small gasps and moans. I could hear the slap of his body colliding with hers. The slaps got louder, faster. He was pounding his cock into her. Her voice, almost a whisper, quivered between the gasps and the moans. "UHHH! UUHH! I'm cumming!! F-F-Fuck...
a/n: Wow, I'm finally back into the swing of things. Apologies for the first two chapters being absolute shit and any inconsistencies - I had just wanted to jump into the Sylar/Emma relationship too quickly, and didn't think carefully about the realistic process of them (with their past and emotional baggage) getting there. However, I don't want to edit the...
The happy disaster of Christmas morning at the Anderson's was almost over. Thank God. Wrapping paper lay bright and torn around the living room. The tree, still twinkling in the gray light of a rainy morning, had that empty, hollow feeling now that it had been looted and plundered. Laying about the tatters were the Mitchells and the Andersons, splayed like d...
Maneuvering her truck toward the airport, Ashley looked over at Kim for about the hundredth time. Kim insisted on taking Ashley there for her trip to meet with the record company, however, Ashley wanted to drive her truck one last time before parting with it for a week. Part of the record contract was that Ashley would work with them while she was out of sch...
--- *** Warning: This chapter has several sections which contain rape, violence and physical abuse as major parts of the story. If these things would bother you, please don't read this and wait for chapter 06, it will be along soon. However if you wish to understand all of my transition and what was behind the many hard decisions I made... then it becomes i...
It was a freezing July Canberra morning when the arrival of the text announced itself with a 'bing' on my phone. I casually looked down to see who it was from to have my stomach invert itself. There was that name on my screen - "Chris D". With a shaking hand I opened it. "Hi Kate. Up for a conference on the weekend of the 17th. Fancy getting together?"...
This story is FANTASY. It's a slut wife story and if you do not like that genre, DON'T read it. If you ignore my warning and read it anyway, please do NOT send me comments in which you: hope I contract AIDS and die; hope my husband kills me; hope my husband kills my fantasy lover; hope my husband kicks me to the curb; or hope my husband beats me. This is F...
How High A Price – A Sequel -- “The Seduction” This is a sequel to ‘the Troubador’s’ original story “How High A Price” it is very important to the understanding of this story that you read his story first. It is with his permission that I submit my ending to his fine work. “My heart weeps with sadness and pain for those who have endured the betrayal, and l...
Chapter 9 Back to School The remainder of my summer seemed to fly by, and before I knew it, my mother was buying me what amounted to a new fall wardrobe to accommodate my growth spurt. Unbeknownst to me, two girls soon to be in my class were scheming to make me their boyfriend. Only well after we became acquainted in the biblical sense did they tell me ab...