It began like any other late July day in southern Georgia. Warm, but mostly humid. It didn't help a young college aged woman named Lisa Stene that she lived in a backwater called Homerville of all places. Not unheard of, but off the beaten path of the metropolitan centers like Waycross, Homerville was mostly woods and marshes. It was mostly a quiet place, no...
"I have an idea!" the half drunk Karlie Kloss said, still jacking the base of the musclebound stud's fat dick off as she stood next to him. "Taylor, go get my handbag." The tall, skinny pop star reluctantly popped her lips off the muscular gigolo's drooling cockhead and rose unsteadily from her knees. Taylor Swift moaned as she briefly ran her hand across M...
She only had one night. One night that would have to last her a lifetime and she knew that the risk was worth it. He had agreed to meet her; but it was for just one night. This one night would be the first and only time she would see and serve the man that she loved and adored; the man that owned her; mind, body, heart and soul. She knew that in the morning...
She woke just after dawn; the first thing she saw was a stone ceiling. She sat up and was surprisingly not in any pain, her head didn't even hurt. She lifted the sheet and saw her smooth stomach marked by a scar, she pressed on it lightly and it felt as if she'd had it her whole life. She sighed with relief. Wren was sprawled on the foot of the bed as if he...
In my rush to get the first three parts of this story posted, I forgot to do something very important. I forgot to thank Black Randi for her editing assistance and encouragement. This acknowledgment should have appeared at the beginning of all four parts of my story. Thank you Randi for all you have done. * SATURDAY JULY 4TH 8:45 I went to the far side o...
One of my clearest memories from childhood is ten-year old me overhearing an argument between my mother and father when I was supposed to be asleep. "Why do you disrespect me so, George; you not only have affairs but you're not the least bit subtle about it," my mother sobbed. "You seem to enjoy rubbing your infidelity in my face." "Get over it, Joyce," my...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
In the world of Ruk, every person has a single magical ability, called "Talent". These powers range from detecting magical creatures, to strengthening body parts against impact. These abilities determine the job of the users; detection and strengthening are usually security, foresight and persuasion are leaders, and so on. However, every thousandth person b...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Because of the heavy pounding October rain, there were few customers for the five food trailers in the U.L.D. campus quadrangle. The University of Louisiana at DeGarde cafeteria was packed with students and faculty alike. "Tracy! Emily! Over here!...
"What's a MacGuffin," I ask, looking down at my clit. "First of all," my clit says, sounding very annoyed with me, "how do you not know what that is? Second of all, I think everyone is staring at us." I look up as casually as I can manage and smile brightly. "Is this some kind of quiz?" Rae asks, wincing. "Was that in one of those documents I didn't read...