Continued from the Robin Bennett series: The Bitches Oven Ding-Dong the Bitch is Dead Saturday Arrives Robin's Christmas Holiday ***** The girls got back to school still flying high. Nikki and Carey called Brandon and thanked him over and over; they talked for almost an hour. Robin had an idea that more went on during Christmas than either one of those two...
This is the third chapter in the Haunted Dungeon series. I still have more I would like to post. Let me know what you think! ******************* I awoke the next morning, refreshed and tingling within Tony's embrace. Recollecting, by degrees, what had happened, I felt myself grow embarrassed by what I had agreed to. Blaming all of it on Michelle was not a...
I woke, stretched my arms up and looked around, taking a second to orient myself to the new day. Recalling the events of the evening, I smiled. The clock radio on the nightstand read 9:34 so I was not surprised to be alone. JD has always been an early riser. He was probably long gone, hard at work on whatever landscaping or construction job he had at present...
Wandering through the stark halls of her ancestral castle, Kenna felt the silken robes of her station sliding against her bare skin. She felt the familiar pang of worried anticipation for the task she was required to do, a slithering anxiety niggling within her consciousness. Barely eighteen years of age, the Matriarch of her house had transitioned into the...
"Wake up, Rachel, arrete de dormir, c'est le matin," came Aunt Gladys grating voice, and Rachel Etienne groaned and slapped her hand against her pillow, wishing the old Haitian woman would go away. Grunting something unintelligible, the young woman rose to her feet, and shook her head, then stretched. Outside, the sun was high in the sky and a suffocating he...
James unlocks the door and holds it open for me. There's a security guy in the passageway and the second he sees us, he speaks into his radio. "They're coming out now." He nods at James with no emotion on his face and James returns the acknowledgement just as professionally. I guess when you've had people taking care of your security and personal stuff for a...
Thanks again to Chiara23 for your help in editing this story. If you've read the first two "chapters" of this story, you know that this is fantasy. I don't condone extra marital sex. This is just a fun and exciting fantasy. This story involves a male-female-male threesome and some mental male-on-male fantasizing. If that's not your cup of tea, feel free to...
This is a work of fiction. It involves female domination and forced bi-sexuality. If you don't care for this subject please feel free to go elsewhere. * I met Ginger a few months after her divorce from "Mr. Right". His name was Scott and I guess was perfect in every way except one. Ginger thought she had won the matrimonial lottery. Scott was incredibly ha...
I am married to the biggest, sweetest, huggy bear of a man. He is a great provider and probably the best father a family could have. He has given me two wonderful children, 19 year old Matt and Betsy 18, both away at college and a beautiful home in an upscale suburban neighborhood. Ted has given me everything I could have wanted to live the American dream bu...
Donna had several surprises planned for my 40th birthday party, and the loose fitting, deeply cut Moroccan dress she wore was only the first. This dress was my favorite because she couldn't wear a bra with it and almost every movement would expose part or all of one or both of her beautiful breasts. Whenever she wore this dress, I knew we were in for an exci...