For a long time I'd suspected my 19 year old son Michael had been borrowing my used panties from my laundry basket and playing with them while he masturbated. I'd also noticed that while Michael was alone in our house the memory stick with my husband's naughty pictures of me on it moved from where we'd put it. Some of the pictures on that memory stick would...
This is not a sequel to "Summer Camping". It is inspired by the memory of the same girl but otherwise is entirely fictional. Alas, we never hiked. Given that it is not a sequel, I made no effort to compare "Summer Camping" with this story for any continuity errors. All characters are over 18. Thanks to LarryInSeattle. ============= Your mouth tasted o...
Eva LeMere sprang from her vanity and ran for her bedroom door. She stood like a goalie guarding the threshold, blocking her four dogs from entering her bedroom. The smallest was the most vocal, also the most difficult to keep out. They had reacted to the noise, come to investigate, to see if it might have anything to do with a threat or perhaps some food mi...
...yeah... Sorry I've been so long between the last chapter and this one. Here it is anyway, the concluding chapter of Garden of Hellish Delights. Questions get answered, twists get turned, and John gets his entire spunk reserves sucked out of him. Again. If it's been a while, you may wish to read the previous chapter (or all of them, if you're really keen...
He did NOT just say that. Did he? But of course he did Ellie, you idiot... You've chased him until he practically had no choice but to screw you. You know better than to think a man's going to knock back sex, even with a fat, ugly whore like you, given enough encouragement. You thought he liked you? Idiot. Hang on Ellie, (her more rational self tries to i...
She reached up to turn the water off with her toes and eased back into the warmth of the water, closing her eyes and letting the sweet vanilla scent of the bubbles take her over. Thoughts of him filled her. She could feel his hands touching her, his lips on hers, his body pressed against her, and she was taken back to the time they were together. Her hear...
I remember that night; I slept the way I used to be. I said my prayers every night ever since I was a child. I have always been a good, and an obedient child, that I'd never given my parents any worries or have caused them troubles. I was always thought of as the good one, that my thoughts were always pure. You see, I've been in an all-girls Catholic school...
Thunder rolled like a line of marching soldiers' boots stomping on dry, hard earth, punctuated by brilliant blue-white flashes of lightning that arced across the sky in all directions. The thunder storm and torrents of rain pouring from the sky were the result of a dying tropical storm swinging west along the Florida peninsula, the hot, moist air being churn...
Adrian growled and put Esmerelda behind him, out of harms reach. "What do you want?" he spat. The vampire smirked, "Nice greeting, you might want to work on your hospitality, especially as you killed my messenger." "Actually," Adrian said, with a grim smile, "I didn't." The vampire sneered, "I felt him die, and I had sent him to you." "It is true that he...
Wow, thanks for your continued encouragement! It means a lot and made me really want to finish the story properly. So here it is, the final installment which hopefully should answer all the important questions while leaving the rest to your fertile imaginations. With sincere thanks, JillieB Chapter 3 "How did you know?" The old man looked up from his...