Hello everyone, Welcome to chapter 9. I certainly hope you enjoy this chapter. This chapter has helped me though a really stressful time: STATE TESTING. Those who teach know what I mean. Anyway, I'm better now. The pain is not as bad. So I was able to write. Please share your thoughts and of you have questions, ask. Also, please don't forget to vote. All...
Both Amanda and Adam had lost their virginities soon after their eighteenth birthdays. Coincidences? No, not really! It was quite common in the South for sons to be taken to a bordello or brothel by an older brother or an uncle soon after they were eighteen. With girls it was different. Many were not 'deflowered' until their wedding nights, something that...
My name is Laurel Katherine Henderson. A six-foot-three, blonde-haired and green-eyed, sturdy and very voluptuous Englishwoman living in the great city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've been in the United States of America ever since I was nineteen years old. I recently earned my Master's degree in Business Administration from Boston College at the age of twent...
Gentle Reader: If you would kindly recall, I had just completed observing the event of the Chocolate Beauty's defiling by my First Officer, Jorge. While at first he had allowed himself to be trapped by the dusky female, he had later conquered her and controlled his rage, pleasing me. Now moving towards my cabin once again, I vowed nothing would keep me fro...
The "Mourning Dove" sailed bravely ahead of the gale, her canvas stripped to the main staysails and the spritsail to keep her before the wind. She labored up the rise of one mountainous wave to plunge heavily into the trough with a sickening screech as her timber bones flexed inside her oak planked skin. The loose ends of cables and sheets whipped against th...
I have been extremely sick these days, so sorry, my 20 drafts are being made one by one. Please enjoy another Dark Elf scribble. Sorry about spacing in case something pops up. ***** Aranis Van Rose, and her daughter Phaeliss, or Filly-kun maintained their secret village with strict fairness. Worked by their throng of human slaves, The Rose family was prosp...
The sun rose over the City of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti. As is my custom, I rose with it. I didn't get home till the wee hours of the morning, since there was a full moon and I was away in the wilderness, for I had certain urgent matters to tend to. Nevertheless, I woke up rested and refreshed. After showering, getting dressed and eating breakfast, I wa...
Charlotte O'Meara leaned back on her four-poster bed, her hoop skirts tilted back and up over her head, her bloomers down around her ankles. "Put it in! Put it in me, damn you!" she screamed at the young man standing at the foot of the bed, his stiff and dripping dick pointing at her puffy pussy lips. "Yes, Miss Charlotte, I'm doing my best!" said young We...
A World of Womencraft Story The bath water was so warm and soapy it almost seemed like syrup. Bea dipped the plush wash rag in the water then delicately took Asuka's arm. Bea was pale for a hume, consigned to a life indoors, so different from the deeply tanned humes who were forced to labor in the fields. Even so, Asuka was marble-white, even paler than Bea...
Chapter 7 On the Thompson plantation. Samantha was buttoning her dress, looking at herself in the mirror. She smiled to herself as she left a few buttons undone, showing off a bit of cleavage. The last few days she hadn't been able to stop thinking about Meriday, and at what had happened at the massage parlor. She could see his strong physique in front...