The nude prisoner, sound sleeper that she had come to be, was nonetheless awakened by the routine 6:15 a.m. clanking of the old-fashioned key. She blinked her eyes and turned on the rough wooden bench. It was the Assistant Warden, as always, with the guard for her wing. The guards at this women's prison farm were all female, but the officials were male. "Go...
I was getting excited about finding Mrs. Anderson and Mrs. Laidlaw at the resort in Greece. I had never gone to such lengths to fulfill a fantasy, but these two wives were exquisite examples of their breed and worth the effort. Besides, I'd grown a bit weary of my usual pursuits of lovely wives. Sometimes it is too easy. I've kept in shape as I aged into m...
Disclaimer: I don't own Dead Island. This is a purely non-canon story for your amusement. Banoi was anything but paradise. With the undead spreading like wildfire on the beautiful nightmare island, death was becoming too common. Survivor Xian Mei knows this all too well. Having been transferred as a spy in Banoi from her bullshit agency in Hong Kong, Xian...
This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real person or institution is coincidental and unintentional. This is a sequel to my previous story "Welcome to St. George" and reading that story will help put this story in context. _________________________________________________________________ There had been changes on our island. The most devas...
We were showered by 8 am and on the way to the beach for breakfast. During breakfast we talked about yesterday at the beach and about the toga party last night. We liked Allen and Sue and had made plans to see them back in Jamaica next year. I knew Irina would love for Allen to fuck her again with that monster cock of his. Irina asked me if I liked what happ...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** My name is Amber Martinez, a freshman student at J. Oscar University and a member of the nudist sorority Alpha Zeta Zeta. It has now been a few months after our first visit to the Amethyst Springs, let's say late February and our school year was moving along normally. When classes...
Thank god Louie did his SH things again, and that he did it to me. It was so good to feel his cock sliding in and out of me as I awoke. Then he got on top, and deposited a large amount of semen in me. When he was through screwing me, I had a long, hot steamy shower, soaping myself thoroughly while Louie shaved in the extra sink outside the bathroom door. H...
The First day Each plane we board is smaller than the last as we flew south for our dream vacation. We had started out at Vancouver International Airport on a huge wide bodied something or other, then changed planes in Honolulu and again in New Zealand until we finally took off from some small South Pacific island in a tiny float plane for our final flight...
This is the seventh and final story in this series. I apologize that it is so long and has less sex than the prior chapters. I thought this necessary to conclude the story of Denise Hines and her friends. I hope you have enjoyed them. This story will make much more sense if you've already read Her Second Job chapters 1 -6. The series was inspired by things...
The boat had just pushed away and was just about 10 feet from the dock and Pam reached one arm over the railing and I reached out to touch her. Our fingertips were only a few feet apart. She shouted, "I Love you!" and something else, but the PA system on the boat was blaring island music so I couldn't hear what. I thought that she had said, "Thank you!" but...