The door opens and I'm blinded by light. I rub my eyes, struggling to make out who has opened it. I eagerly hope that it's her. "Hello, darling," she calls out, standing there in the doorway, her hourglass figure outlined by the light. My heart races, just hearing her words, as she struts over to me. "You're in luck today, my love. Today we will make a tape...
Other stories in this series Nancy Remembers Chap. 1 Nancy Remembers Chap. 2 Nancy Remembers Chap. 3 Then the following are separate but related stories and may be read without regard to sequence. Nancy and the Guard Nancy visits the Poop Deck Nancy and her Observer Nancy and her Boss Part 1 Nancy and her Boss Part 2 Nancy and her Son * Nancy awo...
It really all just started on accident one day. The moon and stars just happened to align perfectly, and the resulting chain reaction miraculously lead to a repeating trend under the right occasional circumstances that I would find extremely erotic years later, and which paradoxically saved a relationship. It's fascinating, and perhaps even a little bit frig...
It was an early morning and Ayesha was working in the kitchen when she heard her husband's parents leave for a big event of one of their friends. She peeked outside and saw her 28-year old husband just waking up with a large tent in his boxer briefs. An intense desire arose within her. She had been married for just over 3 months and had just come to her husb...
Again under no circumstances read this story if you find anything offensive about chapters 1 or 2. As I lay there paralysed it was impossible to know just how much I had swallowed, all I knew was that I never felt so low and yet to my infinite shame so high. I could feel the shit in every orifice of my body, slithering down my throat throughout my body, s...
Willow had long been a fan of wetting herself -- in fact, she couldn't even remember how it had started. When she lived with her parents, and then in a college dorm, the opportunities for enjoying that activity had been few and far between, but now that she had her own apartment, she could partake in that particular pleasure as often as she wanted. And she a...
It was nearly closing time. Hilary didn't even announce herself through the intercom as she easily could have, from the front office, where she held the fort, but knocked at the door, asking if she could come in. The firm was down to three, the two warring partners, and to one person who doubled as girl and boy Friday. Hilary was a bit "born yesterday", even...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Rosetta and James both had one child from previous marriages; James had one 20 year old son Charlie. Charlie had gone to college for two years but got heavily into drugs and couldn't keep up with his studies. He moved home after dropping out and had worked on and off at McDonalds....
This story is fictional. All persons depicted are over the age of 18. All names have been changed to protect identities. This is the sequel to my previous story. If you haven't already read it, you may want to. * *DISCLAIMER* This story DOES contain instances of shit, piss, and vomit. If you're not into that, DO NOT read this story. If you are into that,...
James stood happily that morning in front of the mirror, enjoying his free Saturday, wondering what antics he'd get up to for the weekend. He flexed his strong but lean core, shaved carefully twice a week to expose his rippling abs that extended all the way down to the waistband of his white Hanes briefs. Boxes lay all over the new apartment, clothes piled...