Chapter 11. The Pregnant Ladies and Football. Things were starting to get interesting later in the fall. It was getting toward Halloween, the leaves were falling, and my beautiful Cindy was starting to show her pregnancy. She was now three months along, and was gorgeous. Everything about her was fantastic. I had never experienced this, being close to a woma...
Dana yawned and stretched, combing her fingers through her dark, wavy hair. She refastened the tortoiseshell barrette at the nape of her neck that was supposed to make it look neat and professional – "supposed to" being the operative words. It always seemed to look as if she'd just rolled out of bed. Oh well. Her eyes drifted between the three camera m...
Camille Charmane Jackson was the name given to me by my dear mother. I later had my last name legally changed and took my father's name. I was born in 1937, in my parent's house in the northeastern coastal region of Florida. My father was a white businessman and my mother his black lover. Our lives were strange to say the least. Mama lived with my father and...
My name is Anna, and I am from Switzerland. I spend a couple of years in America as an exchange student at the University of Pennsylvania in Philadelphia. I stayed with a host family who lived outside Philadelphia. They had a nice mansion, with a tennis court and a swimming pool, and a nice, secluded back yard with a hammock, and many shade trees. It was a b...
Chapter Twelve - The Gangbang "I bet you all want to fuck me, don't you?" As soon as she said that, this time the four dopes giggled like Japanese school girls. "Don't you want to fuck me?" When none of them responding, she asked her question again. "Don't you want to fuck me?" Still they didn't respond. They just giggled. "What's wrong with you guys? Do y...
This is chapter 19 of a series. If you like this story, I encourage you to read earlier chapters as they can help understand characters and context. In any case, please do provide feedback. I would be happy to hear your suggestions for how to improve this story or for additional stories you would like to be developed. - - - - - - - - - - - - - Wendy Meadow...
Twilight draws the sun down behind Big Creek Hill just before six. A black Blazer crosses the concrete slab of a bridge, slowing to make the first driveway to the right. The engine chugs into silence. The door slams shut. Keys rattle against brass. A polished oak door swings into the slightly dark kitchen. "Evening, Cat," Joe says. He reaches for the over...
You lead me to the lower carriage of the train and sit down on one of the backwards-facing chairs that has the four chairs facing each other. This was a surprise to me as I knew you were going to play with me, and I did not see how this was going to be subtle... You pulled me to stand close between your legs. My skirt comes to just below your legs. I feel y...
In the Attic Spenlow thought of beautiful Marigold, and how she'd run her pale pink nails all over his cock as he'd been tied down. She'd be in one of her snug powder blue T-shirts, and licking her lips, tossing her long hair behind her shoulder, and he'd squirm, but be completely in her power. I'd started out with them fucking like rabbits, and then she'd...
*Part One of a Series... I've been in this town two months now. No Friends. No relations. No job. Nothing but a hotel room, two suitcases and a laptop. What do you do? Well, I don't know about other people, but I masturbate. So what if the first thing I did after checking in this afternoon was to jerk off? And then nap. And then jerk off again. And then eat...