"Honest to God Marge, I'm just hanging in there until he becomes vested in his pension plan. Then when I leave him I can get the court to award me half. What? No, I should be all right until I can land some one else. Sure. I'll get half of everything he has and the beauty of it is that the court will order him to pay my lawyer out of what he has left. No. He...
Ewok Mating Ritual A humorous account of what Luke and Leia must do to survive on the Forest Moon of Endor --------------------- The small group of Rebel forces advanced slowly through the stand of giant Endor ferns, searching for Leia. She had become separated from the group while she and Luke pursued three Imperial troopers on speeders. They halted when...
They did it every night. Danetta let him tie her up in the same position, blindfold her, and do whatever he pleased, which would always please her. She was starting to wonder if she'd become pregnant soon. That thought, and quite a few more, were chiseling at her psyche as she rode with her husband in a carriage one evening. They were on their way to Lill...
It was almost dawn when the Horde approached the abyssal caverns that marked the openings to Below, the stronghold of The Master. Gortelesque rode his fell wolf proudly, as if he were already rewarded for his work. The unconscious fury lay across his mount in front of him, blood still seeping from the wounds in her back where he had torn her wings off. The...
I was already hard and I hadn't even put on my panties yet. Clearly I was anticipating what was to unfold for this evening. Late last evening my girlfriend Roberta (who actually hated that name so I must call her Robbie), had me dress in my white baby doll with loose fitting, thin nylon panties. I also wore white thigh highs and white stiletto heels. She fu...
All participants in this narrative are over the age of 18. ***** With Jim gone for the next week, I was feeling pretty damn good about my coaching duties until his return. Against the administration's wishes, I ramped up practices to twice a week again and conceded to make them slightly shorter. I didn't care if they ended early, I actually looked forward...
I was on my knees between the plastic blow up doll's legs humping away as my wife and her new found friends Gloria and Barry lay on the bed naked, half drunk from the bottle of wine and exhausted from their marathon sex session laughing as I entertained them by putting on this show. As I humped away knowing that I was going to cum any second, I thought back...
"Mother, please...please...ahhh..." I'm in pain. It shows in my whimpering, pleading voice. She sips her wine, smiles as she watches me walk, mince, strut around the room. I am walking as she told me too, one foot in front of the other, super-model-on-a-catwalk-like prance. She has 'worked' with me almost every night for the past three weeks, 'training' me...
I looked myself over once again, nervousness causing my hands to shake as I smoothed my black dress over my hips. My black hair was twisted up in an elegant french twist, and my makeup was exact--my eyes dark and smoky, lips natural and glossy. The little dress I had on was strapless, and my C cup breasts were pushed up and out by the gorgeous lace bra I had...
"No, please, don't! I'm sorry." "Not yet, you aren't. But don't worry, baby. You're about to be." Your smirk was cold and gleeful. I flinched. You bumped me back to start. Playing games at our holiday parties was a tradition we stayed true to, and Sorry! was always a good way to offset the holiday spirit. After all, what was better than seeing a face of...