Any resemblance to real persons or other real-life entities is purely coincidental. All characters and other entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, dead or alive, or other real-life entities, past or present, is purely coincidental. * I looked up from the accounts and financial records of the WFGC towards Pilar Tab...
Saturday was usually a time for Lucy and I to unwind and after a week apart and the frantic nature of our reunions on Friday evening, this Saturday was no different from any other except that the evening had been more frantic than before as we combined making up for lost time with the opportunity for continued exploration of our mutual boundaries. The prospe...
Readers of the two previous chapters will know that Dave, my husband and I were planning an excursion to Weston-Super-Mare. We (I actually) had selected a dress under the "roulette rules" which I had agreed to wear to dinner in the hotel, (before knowing which dress it was to be) It turned out to be a net and diamante creation which left little to the imagin...
Jessica looked out the window and saw a vast stretch of mountains and trees. This was the first time she had ever been on a plane, let alone a privet jet. It was a luxury she was not used to and, as evidence by her third glass of champagne, she was not going to let it pass her by. Before this moment Jessica Renfro's life would not exactly be described as 'ex...
We drove most of that first day we were together, through a state and a half at least. Big Bobby had miles upon miles to catch up on since we got a later than usual start that morning. I just sat in the passenger seat, taking in each sight and sound the road had to offer. My now smooth bare legs were propped up and perpetually warmed by the glimmering sunlig...
I don't remember much of my life before the beast blood, but what I do has saved my humanity. I remember my fathers face but not his name. I remember that he traded with the elves in Skyrim and I remember the elves once speaking of something they called meditation to focus ones mind and collect ones thought to gain better understanding and control of ones mi...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Forty-One. 2018 July to December. (July.) Sam and others. I received the phone call I'd been hoping for one Friday towards the end of July. Sam 'ordered' me to be at his house by 2pm next day. I didn't have a problem with that, being a Saturday, but mindful of his words about...
Chapter 11 -- To Safety. Anny's bare feet slapped heavily on the hot pavement as she ran; her legs jarring and her skin burning as it came into contact with the ground. She was running for her life. Walkers were all she could see; they were approaching her from all sides of the street. Where was she? There were so many of them... How did she get here? It di...
I am waiting to meet Geoff my husband on his way home from work. Anyone sitting in the restaurant in John Lewis at 4.30m, on an August afternoon, would place me in the 'respectable middle class lady' box, and certainly one that would not be easily led. I am 54 years old, a deputy head in a secondary school, married with three kids, one still at university...
Lisa left Robert's office to meet the first construction crew. Robert walked her down the hall to a meeting room. Lisa had Robert's cum leaking out of her the whole walk down. Along the way, Robert mentioned the first group worked for a company called Urban Builders. The first of three crews she was to meet with. "Remember Lisa, you have 2 hours to meet eac...