A huge thank you to my editor Tex for his magic touch and editing expertise! The jet was flying over Texas on its way to Mexico City, carrying Dante and Lily and their Royal Pack retinue. Returning from the Mont Royal Pack in Montréal, they'd stopped for a few weeks at the O'Connor Compound to rest up after their recent battle against the Quebec Pack. Dant...
DMV Mid-August 2019. Huntsville, Alabama. "Kade? You need to get your new license." "I know. I just don't like taking time off." "Well, you've been here long enough now that if you get stopped for driving with a North Carolina license, and you're not on active duty, you'll be wishing you'd taken the time off." "I know. You're right, Wes. I'll run over t...
Tiffany. Maria. Sandy. Destiny. Chastity repeated the names to herself as she directed a coy smile at the man she had brought back to her apartment. Tiffany. Maria. Sandy. Destiny. They were the names of the women he had raped and then sent to the grave in one case and into the ICU with the others. They were women like her—women who shared an... affliction...
Story edited by Spyro. I would like to thank the editor for doing a great job with the editing of my story. I have made some minor changes after the edit. If there are any errors in the grammar, it is my doing. I hope you enjoy the story and I am open to any comments. Enjoy. **************************** Chapter 1 Radio FM: "It's the first Saturday of Aug...
A cub reporter goes from virgin to pain slut in one weekend * Author's notes: 1. This story is a blend of fiction with fact. Despite this, the activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. Della is fic...
Finding Mistress Arlene soppingwetpanties This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are 18 y...
Warning: This is rather a long story. It tells of a wife financially forced to become a high class whore and a husband who falls sexual prey to a dominant gay male. If this is not to your taste then now is the time to leave. For those who have elected to stay, I would like to mention that this is one of my favourite tales. ***** I was employed as a marri...
Part III Karen Chapter 11 After spending nearly a week at the family mansion in Westchester, north of New York City, most nights with Cheryl, her belly demonstratively rounded by our child and, to me, looking all the more beautiful because of it, with a certain subtle maternal glow, Pat joining us for the last couple nights, visiting us from much farther...
"Mr. Stewart? You ready to go, sir?" "You bet. Lead the way!" The 96-year old man didn't need a walker, and only used a cane when he expected to have to walk enough to cause age-related aches and pains. This trip to Washington DC was one of those times, so he grabbed it, stood up, and made his way toward the waiting jet. "Good morning," they heard a fligh...
My name is Pete and my wife Ellie and I live near Portland Oregon. When Ellie was thirteen she started attending an after-school drama workshop in downtown Portland, called MiMi's, and stuck with it until they tore the old playhouse down to put up an IHOP in the late nineties. Her and her friends still boycott IHOP, since, according to her, the group had bee...