"How about you entertain me tonight?" "What?" Sven looked up from the book he was reading. "Now?" She rolled her eyes. "Yes, now. What did you think I meant?" Mimi kissed him, pulled the book from his hands and set it on the table. "Do you think you could?" her hand curled into the space between his neck and the collar of his shirt, persuasive. "Are you...
The Next Day This is a continuation of my first story. Again, the characters are fictitious and names are not real people. ***** Any guy will tell you that there is nothing better in the world than being gently sucked out of a deep slumber, just as the first morning rays begin to dance through the blinds. A firm grip on my morning wood and a hot wet mout...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** Author's note: Please see Nana's Diary for the prequel to this story. Kim and her Mom have "the talk" Chapter 1. As Kim drove home, she mulled over the events of the day. She thought it would be like most other, but it turned into so much more after she had discovered Nana's Diary...
I don’t know what I was feeling; hatred, lust, rage, perversion. Her legs were peeled back around her ears, her cunt weeping, pink and ragged, and her anus, stretched to an unfathomable width as Paul’s flexing cock slammed into it, all fire and veins. But it wasn’t until her eyes met mine, and she smiled this strange, unfamiliar smile as if everyone was i...
Lisa's introduction to an entirely new way of life happened one day solely by a serendipitous misfortune. She was at a busy mall conducting some personal business when the dominos of happenstance began to fall down around her. It was a chance encounter: an unplanned adventure, not of bad luck or good. Yet as a result, Lisa's life was energized into an entire...
Master Chief Marvin Harris was one of the best grease monkeys on the west coast. He was the one you called when you or your Chief couldn't figure out how to fix an engine. He was the man, my idol and I'll miss that asshole till I die. Hi, my name is Charles Harris, the asshole's son. I always wanted to be just like him when I grew up. My father was one of...
It had been a long day at work - I honestly struggled to keep a grip on the developing situation, but for every step forward, I took another three back. The phone kept bringing further complications; Jack had new figures for the gained losses over three weeks of last June and the sand contractor wanted to increase the cost of waiting for fresh water. When th...
Of course, I read his emails! Wouldn't you? Tell me you wouldn't! Ha! (or should I say "LOL") Months of doubts, belabored tales of fatigue,lengthier absences despite the ardent declarations of continued love. Don't let me forget: the tears, protestations of my lack of understanding. Finally, a long overdue visit where he never touched me sexually. Tell me,w...
My Daddy and Owner set me a task to depict a first experience and how I envisage it. I wrote this for him, upon reading it, Daddy extended my task to posting the story publically as he enjoyed it and wanted to see others reactions to my task. I have never posted anything publically and I appreciate Daddy for pushing me to share this with the world. To add...
Chapter 2: More Hard Training Tammi awoke the next morning feeling unbelievably sore and with her breasts and stomach aching and burning badly. She felt the comforting warmth of a body spooned against her back and nestled into it in sleepy abandon. Suddenly, the awareness of two warmer points of pressure against her shoulder blades gave rise to the uncomfor...