The Olsen 'family' Dairy farm had begun as a smallholding some two hundred years in the distant past. As time ground on most of the other local farms sold up to the ever growing big farming companies or vanished into housing development. The Olsen farm struggled on defiantly, slowly lagging further and further behind its competitors until the farm was only k...
another memory, this one more recent than the last. a woman I used to see (out of town now) interested me initially because it was obvious she really, really liked spanking. it came up innocently in conversation once, and she couldn't sit still. this story is about a later meeting with her. that day I happened to be in a mood. she could tell -- and herself...
"Damn Westlaw, anyway," she muttered under her breath, cursing the legal publisher, realizing she would have to walk all the way back to the law library for the right case book. For an hour she had sat on a park bench as the sky grew dark, hoping to find the case whose number she had jotted on a napkin at lunch. She should never have accepted that second dr...
Lena blinked sleepily, raising her head a little to look up at the man stood before her. His warm, strong hand reached out to shake her upper arm gently. She stretched her body playfully, her loose tee rose up to expose her stomach and the neck slipped off of her shoulder. She tilted her head, pressing her pale bare legs out as she fidgeted. "Comfy, Lena?"...
There are hundred of legends of magical objects of great power. One of those objects is based on the idea that the pen is might then the sword. Quite literally a pen that could defeat an army of swords because it could change reality so that those blades would lose. As the form of writting changed over the years, the different objects took their places besid...
I tapped my foot nervously and drummed my fingers on the arm of my chair. My eyes roamed restlessly around the room, passing over details I had already observed dozens of times. Expensive-looking art on the walls. The potted plant in the corner. The display case full of awards for the company's products. A framed photo of the CEO. The attractive blonde secre...
Gina went upstairs to change while I ejected the DVD and turned off the TV. I put on my clothes and drank the rest of my beer. I was just finishing my beer when she came down again. As she had told me before she went upstairs she hadn't taken a shower, and her tits were still covered in my cum. You had to know it was there to see it, but I still thought it w...
This is the fourth chapter. If you haven't read the first three, not only are you missing a good read, but also you will have no idea about the plot and characters. This will be the last one in the series for the present time and is longer than others. I have some ideas for new stories but will be different from this series. Please do vote and leave feedbac...
OHIO Pen Pals That weekend stop at Bass Lake, in Indiana, was just one stop in our summer trip to the far eastern side of Ohio from our home in central Illinois. We had a kinky summer planned ahead. We were going to visit with a couple we'd met from a Penthouse Forum book. One of those TV guide sized books where people want to meet others for various thing...
The familiar smells of her house did little to reassure Ellie Sadler, as she crawled in a world of darkness and lust. He had her by her hair, dragging her along. Before he'd put the blindfold on her, Master had put a plug up her arse with a pink, protruding handle that curved upward like a pig's tail. She felt the plug pressing against her inner walls with...