Every morning, before her husband and son woke up, Kirsten ran. She slept in her sports bra and running shorts, partly because she'd read in a fitness magazine that it helped motivate athletes to move first thing in the morning, and partly because it helped mask the fact that her husband, Greg, paid little attention to her body anymore. In the winter, she...
There is certainly something to be said for the purported moral decline of the UK. Meeting girls in Aberdeen was never short of rewarding but with the diversity of our population, the internet, acceptance of pornography, changing values its amazing just how flexible the boundaries of what is acceptable are, if you are prepared to push a little. So here I am...
Preacher's wife This happened some time ago in Nashville. I was a single guy in my early 20s, working and doing okay. I had a roommate that wasn't a bad guy, but he had some anger issues and apparently that kept him from having a girlfriend for very long. While I worked a lot. I was also the most active musically at the time in three different bands. One...
Our story thus far: Tessa has been captured in her own home! After the fatal conclusion of the saga with her neighbor, Roberto, with his death of natural causes after attempting to rape her, Tessa had returned home after a trip to the hospital, to find her fire-damaged home dark, and with no electricity. Finding a way into her boarded up home, she was ambus...
Chapter Seven "Clint..." He couldn't wait any longer. He had to be inside her. Covering her mouth with his, he thrust deep inside her and had to stop. Her heat and the feel of her muscles squeezing him tight almost made him lose it before he even got started. Clint was trying to regain some control, but Katherine had other ideas. He could feel her pussy c...
The next day everyone stayed in bed sleeping until the early afternoon. I didn't hear much talk today as everyone took showers and dressed. Ray did make a little comment about being more open since the event last night. There was mention of making use of the whirlpool tub that was in the room. Honey and Lori dressed in shorts with halter tops and both wome...
Chapter 2 Note: This is a work of FICTION. Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: "THIS IS A NOVEL." The author retains all rights to this story. 6. Computer...
My thanks to HDK for his review and commentary on the initial draft of this story. CHAPTER 6 Lana continues her story. One day, a large, bald, goateed man came to me and spoke in Russian to me. I tried to pretend that I did not understand, but he simply smiled cruelly. "Oh, but you speak Russian very fluently, do you not--Svetlana Alexeevna Savina?" I w...
Late August I stopped and looked back over my shoulder momentarily at the ominous black clouds that had been rapidly growing larger and angrier for the last two hours. I reasoned I still had perhaps half an hour before I was liable to get very, very, wet. It figures, I thought; the forecast two days before had been for a week of clear and sunny weather but...
"Mistress..." "Mistress Brandt..." "Mistress, I need to use the loo," 'Hmmm," sighed a sleepy voice. "Mistress, please, I need to use the loo," Miriam rolled toward me until we faced each other. Her half-open eyes stirred erotic thought in me despite my urgent need. Her disheveled blonde hair made her look like an adolescent's wet dream. She was st...