I heard Barbara hollering as I came in the house. "You motherfucking old bitch. You just can't stay away from the liquor. What the fuck is the matter with you?" She and father were out on the back porch. Agnes was hanging with her arms up in the air fatsened to a beam going across the porch and her legs in a spreader bar. She was dressed in a black cut out...
Hell Week began on a Saturday night in the basement of the fraternity house. All eight of the pledges were gathered in the room to stand before the assembled brothers. We had stood in a similar fashion here four months prior, when we all formally pledged ourselves to the service of the brotherhood, thus beginning our pledge period. Behind each pledge stood h...
My wife and I, in our 30's, own an investment consulting service. I have an M.B.A., and she has a business degree with a specialty in economics. Our Princeton undergraduate credentials make us appealing and impressive in the eyes of our clients. Over the years, we've done very well, and concentrate on certain rich and selective investors who live in Morris C...
Author's Note: I originally posted this story under the name zeke81. Time has passed and I've had several suggestions about improving this story so I am submitting this revised version. Please feel free to read the version posted under zeke81 and let me know which version you think is better. ZENDO_ARGOS ------------------------------------------------ Fo...
My mum called around one evening and asked how I fancied a long weekend to Hamburg in Germany. She said we would be going on the Friday and returning on the following Tuesday. I asked who would be going, and she replied that my aunty Pam would be going as she always does, herself, and a friend of Pam's called Clair. I said, I would love to go if it was ok w...
This is a true story. ----- We left the party around 10:30, earlier than most, but we were both eager to get on with our night. Shortly after we left the city, he pulled over to the side of the road and turned off the car. A half smile formed on my lips and my mouth began to salivate at the thought of what was to come. He reached over and unbuckled my se...
I am never satisfied. Plain vanilla sex bored me a long time ago. I 'wore out' the missionary position by my early teens. And then, I found women boring by the time I turned twenty. Certain guys were a real turn-on for me. But it was awhile before I had the courage to venture out to gay scenes, and it took even longer for me to come out. When I did, I wasted...
[This is a story of BDSM activity that is not intended for all tastes. Please do not read this is you are bothered by extreme activities such as humiliation, fisting, pee play, and so on.] In this evolving age, it is becoming less and less true that there are certain commonly agreed upon ways that one does and does not act. And perhaps the last vestiges of...
Keeping it simple... And freaky... Parody... Offensive, but fun... For perverted entertainment purposes only... It's fuck time, bitches... You ever freak a bitch while your sweet mama makes you breakfast? I did just now. My girl Rosario Dawson strolled her fine Puerto Rican ass into the kitchen all nude and shit... Except for her gold and diamonds FREAK ch...
This is a work of fiction. If you find it truthful then you live a much different lifestyle than I do. My writing style, as with most writers, is evolving. You can see the differences by reading some of my previous submission. I hope you enjoy this story; but like or dislike I am always interested in your comments. Swenson Manor Chronicles: Jo Baley's Story...