This is the third part of a story about a niece, Sarah, who goes to live with her Uncle, Aaron, to work over the summer. I'd recommend reading the first two, but you don't have to listen to me. Sarah has now become Aaron's complete and utter slut: Ass. She has a tattoo on her ass of the sign for being submissive and has been trained over the last few weeks t...
It happens when we fear there's nothing special about us: we allow our secrets to make us special. With our secrets, we set ourselves apart from the crowd. And when the secrets we're hiding are known by all, or when we realize our misdeeds are so commonplace our secrets aren't even all that remarkable, we set out to make new secrets. They make us feel import...
Then, early one afternoon, about a month after the funeral, what was going to happen happened. Two large SUVs and a cargo van pulled into the gravel driveway of my house. One of the SUVs was a sheriff's vehicle; the others were unmarked. Watching from an upstairs window, i saw two Female Deputies get out of Their vehicle and several Women in work clothes emp...
I just turned 45 years old and had been a coast to coast mover/trucker for half my life. My strength and ability to go without sleep helped me to make good money. My new tractor had the power and speed to get across the country quickly. The pay was a share of the line-haul so it helped that I owned the trailer too so I got a bigger percentage. It was a lone...
When Alex got home from work the next day he looked around suspiciously, half expecting to find some new crazy dog-related thing in his apartment. Like maybe the toilet would be replaced with a giant fire hydrant or there would be a bone in the living room too large to have been moved through any of the doors. Instead he just found Bubbles sitting in her c...
It was supposed to be the wedding of the decade, and from my point of view, it certainly was. For the groom? Well, let's start from the beginning. Shelly and I dated for five years, starting in high school and all through college. We were really close, and most of our friends assumed we would end up getting married and live happily ever after. And that wa...
Disclaimer: This story features oversized proportions, meaning cocks, breasts and male muscles are overly proportioned and are so not possible in real life, especially the cocks. While the story will not enter hyper proportioned space, be aware that there will be a decent focus on at least 14-inch cocks, overly muscular studs and bimbos that have tits the si...
Hello everyone Sorry for the Hiatus but with the whole Pandemic and changes to lifestyle I've had to change my schedule to help kids with school and make a lot of changes to how i do things, after settling into everything i should be able to post some chapters now, as an apology for being so long i'll be posting four chapters for each story and then i'll con...
Thanks to everyone who enjoyed my stories. They are pretty much true with just a little embellishment. Any comments are welcome, and I plan to continue the series. ***** The Chronicles 3 I looked at Fran and saw the huge smile on her face. It looked like the day was planned. We finished breakfast, cleaned the kitchen, and then went upstairs for another gr...
"Ian, your grandpa had some cool shit!" I exclaimed, examining the World War 2 era infantry helmet I had dug out of the bottom of a wooden chest. "Yeah, he kept a lot of interesting junk." Ian replied, sifting through another box. We were in Ian's attic, looking through all the things his grandpa had collected and stored up there. He had apparently fought...