Rain fell hard; I watched it as it bounced off the pavements, the roof tops and the cars. I love walking in the rain but it was particularly heavy even for me that evening. So there I was peering out of my one bedroom flat at the street below, drinking my second glass of wine. It was Friday evening, eightyish and my husband had gone away for the weekend on...
Jill forced herself to hum softly for Britney and Ashley. The twins were as cranky today as she felt and being restrained in their stroller did not help. "It won't be long, princesses. We just need to pick-up Jesse and Bel," she promised as her tummy did a little flip. She frowned; it had been a couple of weeks since the worst of the morning sickness had pas...
The blue haired young man was standing in the darkness in the middle of a cemetery. He had no idea how he got there or why he was there, but he knew it was an old cemetery. He knew it was old not by just the headstones on the graves but he could sense it; smell it; even taste it. The young man could feel the evil of the place; he could feel it in his bones a...
"I'm not going to say it again, I won't marry you, I don't want to talk about it any more." "I thought you loved me." "You know I love you, Christ almighty, I tell you every time I see you." "Then why can't we get married?" "FUCK! Donna we've been over this a thousand times, you know why." I said as I got out of the bed that Donna and I had just made lov...
Chapter 1 Josh called the Professor and gave him a list of people he wanted to be hired and sent to Jericho. "I want psychologists, dominant gay black guys who like turning out white people, as well as financial and legal experts. Mind you, I don't want militants or religious fanatics of any type, I want smart, intelligent, good natured but calm men and wo...
02 : The Church Secretary Tom was in his church study, a porn magazine open to a picture of a man holding a woman upside down. His mouth was on her pussy while she was sucking his cock. Tom had his zipper open with his hard member in his hand and was slowly moving his hand up and down to his fantasy about being the man and his secretary, Julia, being the wo...
As with my other stories, this is a work of fiction. ********** I woke up to the phone ringing on the small table right beside my bed. My red, puffy eyes narrowed at the device as it sang and vibrated, dancing in around, and my mind spawned thoughts of distastes: who the fuck is calling me at this time of the day? To be fair it was 10:30am in the morning,...
One of the difficulties of living in the countryside is that being forced to use the facilities of the local village means that it becomes impossible to keep out of the way of people you wish to avoid. Certain folk learn your routines and habits. The housewives who have strayed or like to misbehave from time to time need to have a thick skin and no shame as,...
There she was. Reading erotic stories, and rubbing her pussy. This had become an every day, thing lately, and she didn't know, and really didn't care. She loved bringing herself to orgasm, while reading hot erotic stories. She read a lot of different stories, but the ones with groups, or reluctance, turned her on the most. She had never actually had sex t...
WARNING: You will probably enjoy this story much more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapter 1 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. All characters depicted in this story are over 18. ***** Chris laid a ten dollar bill on the counter, trying to keep his hand steady. The portly, bald man...