My wife, Priscilla, went out of town and I had two days to dress and play and play with myself so after she left, I went to my hiding spot to get my clothes. I have several pair of panties, stockings, garter belt, bras, heels and some slips but only one regular outfit. I slid on the black lacy thong panty and matching bra and then my black garter-belt holdin...
This is part of a short story called "Goodnight, Eizabeth". Uillceal [alias Gwyn] and Elizabeth are sword dancers in an unnamed city by the Gev desert. They go out for the night, but the real action happens when they get back and Elizabeth introduces Gwyn to 'spooning'. * "I know! Lets go out tonight," Elizabeth said. "Some good food, some wine, maybe meet...
Chapter 6 — THURSDAY NIGHT — Volkov throws a party The Smoke Stack was a tall and narrow club, designed to resemble the inside of a bloated factory tower. The building from the outside was made of darkly tinted glass, although even from a distance the gyrating silhouettes of dancers could be seen on every level of the club. It was the perfect location for o...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
In the Spring of 2005 Erin and I bought the house next door. This left us in the position to rent out the house to anyone we believed would be stable renters. After doing some major repairs we began interviewing renters and decided on a couple who lived fairly simple lives and who also enjoyed the mountains immensely. I was hoping that perhaps I could find...
Guy Dorr chuckled upon passing a safe distance away from his latest mark. The man continued to haggle with the hawker at his cart, completely unaware that he no longer had any coin to pay once the dueling pair reached an acceptable price. Guy had slit the man's purse with a razor sharp knife without even breaking stride. Slipping the coins into his own purs...
"Doctor?" Clara said by rote. "Why are we at 13 Paternoster Row in 1893?" The Doctor looked up from a read-out on the TARDIS's console that did not do much more, in point of fact, but play Flappy Bird. "Now, that's hardly fair. When we weren't here ten minutes ago, you didn't ask why we weren't at 13 Paternoster Row in 1893." "It's just that we seem to c...
The elephant rifle was hung on the fleur-de-lis papered wall pointing up the stairs. Its rich mahogany butt was spiraled like a snail house. The blackened metal bolt's surface was rough and ornate at the same time. The whole wood and metal work was very ornate, crafted in hours of hand labor, yet the factory made barrel part was a crude tube. It was my grand...
The sale of Selby Bluff went through remarkably quickly and trouble free. It was near completion in the fall of eighteen fifty eight by which time Strand had managed to increase the sale price of Selby Bluff by over one hundred thousand dollars. Amanda, of course, had to pay the appropriate price for that by having both anal and normal sex with him approxima...
The sale of Selby Bluff went through remarkably quickly and trouble free. It was near completion in the fall of eighteen fifty eight by which time Strand had managed to increase the sale price of Selby Bluff by over one hundred thousand dollars. Amanda, of course, had to pay the appropriate price for that by having both anal and normal sex with him approxima...