"Daddy?" Little One asked, "Would you like for me to clear the table and wash the dishes? I was trained in house keeping at the Home." "Little One, I did not bring you here to be a maid," Daddy answered, "I would appreciate it very much if you cleaned the kitchen for me. I have to go to the dress shop to take care of some things. Will you be alright if I le...
Chapter 11 Too Much Further I rode the glass elevator up to Quinn's condo. No, it was Miriam's place. She was emphatic about being called that when we talked on the phone. We hadn't seen each other since the sendoff party and her bloodshot eyes from when we woke up that morning, were my most recent memory of her. She greeted me warmly once the door opened...
Rosalie's heavy breaths caught in her throat as she ran full pelt through the graveyard. She could feel the cold grass on her bare feet, and the night air rushing past her flushed face. She looked behind her in fear, just for a moment, to see the beast closing in behind her. She couldn't make out much in the darkness, but it was a terrifying sight. A huge...
The Surprise Ken's cock slipped out of my ass, a warm stream of cum ran from my asshole, down my balls and cock onto the bed spread. I was face down on the bed, ass in the air, my jean shorts and panties hanging off one ankle. He had one hand under my tee inside my bra grabbing a tit while his other hand jerked my cock. Once his cum mixed with my already s...
LP's take: So I drove the short drive home, Karen's wet panties in my lap and my cock hard in my pants. I was barely in the door before my shorts were down around my ankles and her now crusty panties were sliding up and down the length of my cock. I shot my load across the hardwood floor in less than 3 minutes. I thought about sending that picture to Kare...
(Note: If you haven't read the original Mistaken Identity I recommend doing so. See Author's Note at the bottom.) You sit on the unforgiving metal bench of the antiquated ex-military cargo plane. The repetitive shaking and jostling is killing your back and ass, and that incessant deafening droning of the big propeller engines has you believing your hearing w...
When Annabeth first saw Vera come through the front door of the café, she could immediately tell there was something wrong. She was certainly more nervous than usual, which was saying something for a girl that always looked like she was ready to hide in a corner at the slightest provocation. The two had made it a habit ever since they left college to get to...
We awoke too early next morning. How did we know? Our heads told us! I woke up first, or thought I'd woken up first, with my usual morning stand, a hand softly stroking it. What a wonderful way to wake up. The hand belonged to Sue, and when I turned to face her, her brilliant blue eyes were staring at me, a broad smile on her lovely face. "Did you enjoy our...
He stopped loving her today. They placed a wreath upon his door...Nothing speaks to my heart like old George Jones tunes. This is the story of Dave and Amy and Dave's little brother Doug. Dave and Amy grew up in a small town in the woods of east central Minnesota. Their homes were about a quarter mile apart. Their parents best friends. The dads a bit more t...
The big bus raced on into the night. Its lights pierced the darkness, making a tunnel ahead of itself. Next to me sat this man who had been my neighbour since we started our journey at 1pm. We have not stopped talking. When the bus made its first stop after travelling more than two hours he took it upon himself to look out for me, quite as if he were an old...