Author's Note: Many readers of Breakdown, on this and other sites, have expressed a wish to see more stories involving Galen Cuvier and his ladies. As a result of their encouragement, I've begun a new story, a sequel, if you will. This is the first chapter of that story. Chapter One Helen was busily cleaning her oven when she heard sounds of movement comi...
Dennis smiles as he takes Justine's arm and leads her to the little sports car. Justine looks at him and notices. Bending over he opens the door for her. She smiles and then reaching up under her dress she pulls down her panties and putting one arm on Dennis she removes them and hands them to him. Then squatting down she allows her legs to spread giving him...
Justine accompanies her Mistress, Jasmine, to a Trade Show as her assistant. Though Justine tries her best to please her Mistress, Jasmine's high standards may prove to be more than Justine can meet. This story can stand on its own, but reading "Justine and Jasmine: First Meeting" will provide a little more insight into the two main characters. And thank y...
Justine counted her available cash, she still had plenty and she still had to get to the bank. If she stayed longer that meant that she would have to go out to the store again and if she left, she had no idea of where they would go and she would still have to buy food. She looked over at Buddy and spoke. "What do you think? And don't give me that I'm just a...
The Realm was in a frenzy. Word of the weeklong gala has spread like wildfire. Even though the event was more than two years away, frantic calls were made to dress makers, hair and make-up artists and anyone else anyone could think of. To delay was to invite disaster for once the true professionals were taken, one had to rely on those new to the field or tho...
"Saved your life?" Justine asked. "Yes saved my life." Josephine confirmed. David didn't say anything but kept Josephine's hand in his. He had known at some point the subject would come up but he hadn't expected it to be so soon. Justine looked at David and then her mother and made a decision. "We'll talk about that later." she said. "The important thing...
The next few weeks passed in a blur. Justine shortly went into labor and produced two healthy babies, a boy and a girl. We endured double sleepless nights and round the clock feedings before settling into a routine that was immediately disrupted when Wendy gave birth to her baby, another boy, and once again our crowded house fell into chaos. It was no wonder...
Justine Thorsendottir was in Munich for Oktoberfest '74. The genetically gifted buxom blonde superwoman from Southern California with sexual power on par with a W53 nuclear warhead drank beer, and sang along with equally sloshed partiers. She wore a pretty brau-haus outfit tailor made for her exquisite body. Her ensemble was a red and black dirndl, off white...
The next morning Justine woke up moist and feeling so horny, that she had to rush into the shower. As the warm water hit her face, she reached down and slowly started rubbing her pussy. Images from last night rushed through her mind as she caressed her hard nipples with her other hand, as she squeezed her large soft breasts. "Oh Darius... let me feel it.....
All participants in this narrative are over the age of 18. ***** With Jim gone for the next week, I was feeling pretty damn good about my coaching duties until his return. Against the administration's wishes, I ramped up practices to twice a week again and conceded to make them slightly shorter. I didn't care if they ended early, I actually looked forward...