Carey lives in a trailer park about a mile down the road from Mistress Esmiralda's property. On this evening, I sit cross legged on the floor before her, one exquisitely tanned right leg around my neck, and the sour toes of her left foot wriggling in my mouth, my tongue dancing from cleavage to cleavage. Her trailer is old, but she keeps it spotlessly clean,...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER: In New England in the spring of 1978, Senator Gary Sinclair, his beautiful wife Susannah and their adult kids Justin, Annabel and Clarissa are a good-looking, idealized family on the American political scene, the Senator standing for integrity, honesty ethics and morality. Behind the scenes, however, things are not so perfect with...
I had the evening meal just about ready when I saw Chris's car pull into the driveway. He breezed into the kitchen in his usual way and gave me a hug and a wet kiss. "How's my best girl?" I smiled, as this was his usual comment; it was the same one he always used. He went to wash up as I put the meal out on the table. I thought to myself, where had the exci...
Judoc slowly wakes in a daze from the sharp pain on the right side of his head. He notes the iron bars surrounding him and the iron manacles holding his hands behind his back as he looks around. A large sigh escapes him as he came to realize where he was, a Smacian camp, as a prisoner. The Smacians have been on quite a serious offensive for the past five ye...
I had to pinch myself when Summer opened the front door for us and attacked me with her mouth as soon as the door slammed shut behind us. She didn't waste time at all, especially with the kissing part. After such a serious dry spell as I had, it would take a long time to get back in the habit of taking sex with women for granted. I was even a bit rusty with...
Chapter 1: The Red Rose of the Shadows Count Gonzalez De Lama was striding the narrow street with urgent steps. You can tell by the funny dance of his thick moustache that he was angry. It was not very wise to speak with Count De Lama when you see his moustache dancing. He entered the Tavern of the Big Rooster and caught sight of his two men sitting on a ta...
"We live in an age which is so possessed by demons, that soon we shall only be able to do goodness and justice in the deepest secrecy, as if it were a crime." ― Franz Kafka As the bastard suffocated me ― wrapping my head in translucent rubber ― all I could think was: "This smells so good!" The aroma of new petroleum products, fresh in their wrappers. Hell,...
Hello everyone. Welcome back into my imagination. In this story, I envision a furry. My character is an anthropomorphic horse. He's a member of a small but growing population of a subspecies that resulted from an ill-fated attempt to prolong the lifespan of horses by injecting them with human DNA while they were still in the womb. As you would expect, the...
Hot Nights in Thailand (The Year of the Rooster) (Author's Note: This is the final chapter of Steve and Laurel's decline into debauchery. This story is intended to be read in sequence. If you are offended by voyeurism, cheating wives, transsexuals, spanking, multi-partner sex, and inter-racial sex, you have the choice to be on a different website. Please ke...
Bob Casey is an expert skier. He wished that he had the talent to make the United States Olympic ski team. He was in awe of the skiers that did, both men and women. Three winters ago, he was at the bottom of the nine turns that start the "Nose Dive" at Stowe, Vermont, with Billy Woods. Billy hollered to him above the shrieking of the wind, "There she is, who...