Neighbors holiday tradition of a recession proof Christmas party comes to an end. "It's a nice neighborhood but," said Steve, the potential buyer looking to buy Hal and Susan's house. "Why is everyone's house on the street for sale?" "Christmas party," said Hal with a look of sadness. "Christmas party?" "We had a Christmas party last year to beat all Chr...
The Spring-break Faculty/Staff party was in full swing as I slipped away from the athletic fields and followed the path winding through lush foliage that defined the wooded boundaries of Hill Country State College in Central Texas. Raucous laughter fell behind, punctuated by occasional screams and shouts as slightly inebriated educators were dropped into the...
For those who came in late, Matt McCoy – now Maddy – is on the run for a crime he did not commit, and a murder which she did....as the saga continues, Maddy begins life as the lover of her doctor in Paris. By the author of The Jessica Project. I stood outside the door while Jacques made a quick survey of the apartment. Apparently it hadn't been occupied in...
I spent a lot of time telling the first part of this story ("I'm His Proud, Willing Slut") and I think you should read it before continuing. But since some proportion of readers won't ever do what an author asks, let me do a quick recap. I've been a horny, shameless, cock-loving slut since college, and fifteen years later, I hooked up with my best friend fro...
Author's note: I borrowed and paraphrased a few lines from the introduction of the song Rhiannon: by Fleetwood Mac and Stevie Nicks. I had only heard this intro once, but I thought it was beautiful. The rest of the story is mine. Hope you enjoy. FATE It all started innocently enough. I was writing a final paper for psychology. My thesis was made up of a...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * Forty-six-year-old Tommy has sex with Susan's best friend's daughter, 20-year-old Christine. Continued from Chapter 7: "Sorry Susan. Really, I am," he said even, no doubt, he wasn't sorry at all. Susan looked at him as if she hated him as much as she hated her mother. "I know what I can expect fro...
CHAPTER 1 Munro Morgan had an eye for breasts. Indeed his eyes rarely strayed from them. He assumed it was a cultural thing: his mom still had great breasts and photographs of both grandmothers in their prime suggested the gene was in the Morgan's and Jenks's family lines. He'd gotten over the finding as a young guy he was destined to retain a flat chest...
I didn't recognize the number, but I certainly recognized the voice and understood the message, 5:30, Jackson, Bride. My Master isn't given to long conversations with me, or any explanations. My role is to make it happen. I met Master Fred in a sissy chat room and he swept me off my high-heels. By way of background my sissy name is Jamie Jo. I'm 44-years...
He switched on the windscreen wipers as heavy droplets began to fall, flashing brightly in the headlights as the truck climbed the road up the mountainside. The night was dark, the slopes steep around him and pine trees lined the road as he swept around the switch-back curves. Eventually the gradient topped out and he began the descent. The summery storm wa...
TRANQUILITY BASE ON THE SOUTH JERSEY SHORE by Trigudis Oh, what a trip it was in that long-ago summer when close to a half million American youth flocked to Max Yasgur's farm for three days of peace and rock and roll and Edward Kennedy drove off a bridge in a place called Chappaquiddick and Neil Armstrong took that giant leap for mankind. The then Noreen...