This is a continuation of my first story, "The Girl Down the Road." It is based on a true story, although I have elaborated to make it more entertaining. The new term had started and I was seeing Allison a lot less. We would still spend entire weekends together, but because I only got home at about five every day and we didn’t see each other much during th...
Part 1 Lara was bored. She hadn't been fucked, really fucked, in a very long time and her pussy was aching to be sore. She still made love with her husband and it was nice but, she had started to realise, she needed something more. No-one had taken her to that special place where only something new, something different, could take her and she longed to find...
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Nasty Teacher, naughty girls Mr Smith really was an unfair teacher. He let the boys get away with murder, but he was extremely strict with the girls. He would punish the girls at every opportunity for the slightest misdemeanour, giving them detentions and extra homework. As well, he was in the habit of putting girls down whenever he could, making sly ambigu...
What else is woman but a foe to friendship, an inescapable punishment, a necessary evil, a natural temptation, a desirable calamity, a domestic danger, a delectable detriment, an evil of nature. -St. Chrysostom What woman needs is not as a woman to act or rule, but as a nature grow, as an intellect to discern, as a soul to live freely, and unimpeded to unf...
"May I ask you something, Mister Fixxxer?" "Sure." "You still have connection within Thoughts Consolidated, correct?" "Depends..." "I would like for you to inquire about the individual known as Ember Burn." I smiled politely. The rumor connection Ember to TC isn't new... and not all that wrong; I just wondered why a schoolteacher would have need of his...
The summer of 1970 was the time, and the place was Holland Patent in rural central New York State. Arthur Connors was a recently retired man of 65 with a lot of time on his hands, and after his wife of 36 years had passed away a couple of years ago, that time seemed to pass more slowly. Deciding to take up gardening, Art cleared out the area near the fence...
As Pamela wiped the big load of jism from her mouth and proceeded to lick it all up, Tommy got dressed with a huge smile on his face! He was so happy that she had just sucked him off! He found a piece of cardboard, from a shirt collar on the dressing room counter, so he jotted down his cell phone number and pushed it thru the hole in the wall. He said, "th...
It was a warm Spanish spring and Maya's tears evaporated almost immediately as they splashed on the hot asphalt that made up the empty streets of Madrid. She didn't know where she was running or what she was going to do, she just knew she couldn't be around Felipe a moment longer. It had started, as falling outs often do, with a discussion about money. Coro...
Author's note: This is a sequel of Building Reality. It was supposed to be a one of, but many readers asked me to continue this story. I decided to write two sequels. One with good ending and one with dark ending. This one is the darker one. Enjoy! ---------------------- Building Reality : Addiction Tracy's isolation felt like an eternity. After her secon...