[This story will be at least four parts. It could be in Loving Wives, First Times, Incest/Taboo or a couple of other categories. I apologize right up front for any misrepresentation of the Shoshone peoples. My intention was to honor them and their culture. Naturally, you are encouraged to vote and leave feedback. Especially leave feedback that is intended to...
Thank you all for reading this story. In this chapter, we learn a few new things. I hope you enjoy. Now: Chapter 5. I would like to thank Overstar and Navaura for reading and editing this chapter. When you know what you want, and you want it badly enough, you'll find a way to get it . Jim Rohn At noon, his phone rang. Julianne was ready to leave. BJ dro...
This is my first story. I want readers to vote and comment, just keep that little bit of info in mind. To my editor, Ben: You are an angel for putting up with my shit and slight-perfectionism. Without your help, this story would suck. To my readers: This is going to be several chapters and a slow build-up. In other words, this ain't a quick fuck. If that...
Hello everyone. I know its been a while but this has been hard year. Losing a loved one is hard. It's extremely hard when that person was the only one that believed in you. So in remembrance, I want to dedicate this story to my husband of 27 years. **You left me here. You left too soon. Somedays, its hard to breathe. I still breathe though. I'm still movi...
Growing up I, Cheryl Sanders, always knew that my parents were flakes. My parents, Winston Sanders and Muriel Smith (why my mother kept her maiden name when she married my father only she really knows since the explanations have changed over the years), are both very good looking, but they are both lacking in many parenting skills, and don't seem to have any...
Waking up by being rocked gently back and forth was something Justin had not experienced since he was married. But there Julie was rocking him back and forth. "Wake up, baby. You have work and your food is getting cold." Justin could only answer half awake and scratching at his eyes. "What...what time is it?" Julie's comforting voice answered, "It's seven...
Chapter 4 Grand Exposition in Kat's Grand Home "What the fuck are you?" Trixie shouted, trembling. After a fucked up day in which Stasi agents had closed in on the Courage Players essentially destroying them, and one had grabbed her from her S and M studio and injected her with a powerful sedative and she awoke in the middle of the Black Forest in an army...
Note: How many of you have returned to your hometown to find it had changed a lot? This chapter will have a little bit of nephew/aunt incest and even some infidelity. Sit back and enjoy. All rights reserved. * Ted pulled off the Interstate that had been built a couple of years after he had left his hometown of Plainville, Pa. It was weird seeing new busin...
Sex And Moonshine Parody Slap Yo Mama Moonshine Headquarters... My Backyard, Malibu, California... Everyone is looking at my aunt Beth Chapman, who runs my Moonshine biz for me. She's sampling the new batch... new recipe taste test. She chugs a mouthful, swishes it around in her mouth... and swallows it. "Best batch ever." Everyone erupts into cheers and...
Ingrid was a Swedish Au pair my Uncle and Aunt hired to look after my two young cousins for 12 months. She was very much a product of her country, blonde, blue eyed, leggy, pale skinned and with tits strained to explode from under the ultra-tight tops she liked to wear. She was no blushing virgin that was for sure, I might have only been an 18 year old boy...