"Have you heard anything Tracy?" Mrs. Jones asked her son. Who was busy playing the latest video game on the TV in the living room. "No mom," Tracy said, his controller making the staccato tap-tap-tap his mother loathed. "I've been accepted at several schools, but no scholarships." "I told you to play sports," Mrs. Jones said. "How many times did I tell yo...
Author's notes: Recently I was contacted by a woman who we will call Elysa. She had just finished reading all of my and other authors' stories about Peggy Sanford and her wild adventures. Like me she was hooked. She told me that she and her husband are committed swingers and she shared several of their wilder adventures. She suggested a few ideas that I coul...
Authors note:- This is the next chapter in the Poor Becca series. I strongly suggest you read all previous chapters before reading this, or you will not understand the plot or characters. * My pussy tingled as I stood in front of my victim as my first time as a dominatrix. I was dressed up and ready for action. I thought back over the day's events that had...
Previously, on Aberrant: Six teenagers -- Vanessa, Gillian, Alexa, Sean, Jared and Olivia erupted, transitioning from being homo sapiens to homo sapiens novus. Now blessed with astounding power and unexpected responsibilities, they struggle to find their place in the world. Starring Lucithana as Vanessa Stacks Kitty as Gillian Haynes NathanRavenwood as...
Kneeling Before Peter The silence was excruciating. For the longest time Peter didn't say anything. He just stood there while I knelt before him. I kept my head bowed, my eyes on his feet. I wanted him to say something, anything, just to hear his voice. But he didn't say a word. I wanted to know what he thought, what he felt. What did he think, seeing me k...
He watched the bubbles spiraling upwards in the tulip glass, then pressed it to his lips and filled his mouth. The Laurent Perrier exploded in a thousand mingled flavors as it bathed his tongue. "Can it possibly be three years?" he thought to himself. Three years, meeting every other month, would be eighteen encounters like the one that was to follow this...
"I like mine with lettuce and tomato," I sang to myself as the hamburger sizzled in the frying pan in front of me. "Heinz fifty-seven an' French fried potatoes." I leaned over to check the French fries in the oven. "Big kosher pickle and a cold draught beer, well, good god almighty, which way do I steer for my-" Before I could break into the chorus, the pho...
Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex, graphic language, and some violent situations. In addition, all characters in any sexually explicit conduct are over the age of eighteen (18) years at the time this story was written. Tina Tina is 29 years old, 5' 4" tall, with shoulder length black hair, and blue eyes. Tina had small, but firm tits...
Ann lifted up the 'horse cock' blanket, as she called it, and peered underneath. She knew the answer before she looked. But she wanted to look anyway. Turning toward me as I drove down the interstate, she smiled. "So...where are my clothes, baby?" she asked. I smiled back and said, "I liked the way you looked. If you want them, they're on the floor behind...
She remembered dying: It was still clear in her mind. The van was filled with gaiety, alcohol and pot, all overpowered with a dense cloud of sexuality pulsing with desire, when in an instant it all changed. Sexuality became terror as the van left the road preceded by the sound of metal enmeshing with the guard rail. Laughter was replaced with screams as the...