Note from author- Another fun parody inspired by the classic Hanna-Barbera cartoon. Special kudos to legendary bondage illustrator Bill Ward from the sixties. x Penelope Pitstop, heiress to a vast fortune, was in perpetual peril from her fortune seeking guardian, Sylvester Sneekly. Unknown to the southern belle, he was really that villain of villains, the...
My name is Amber Martinez, a freshman student at J. Oscar University and a member of the nudist sorority Alpha Zeta Zeta. In my last story, me and my fellow naturist Harriet Kimberly had a hot tub date that I also invited our history teacher Mrs. Prince to. She then decided to invite us along with the other girls to a nudist club close to campus that she f...
It was a horrendously hot day...the thermometer registered the ambient temperature was over 105 degrees and the heat index was sitting at 119 degrees. No sane person was outdoors, and even the air conditioned indoors seemed oppressively warm. The old Southern custom of the afternoon rest made sense now. What must it have been like back in the days before air...
This story is a little dark. There is no blatant BTB. There is no real reconciliation. There is some sex, but just enough to move the story along and add to the sense of the story. There are regional and racial stereotypes in this story, if those things bother you please don't read this. Also, if you look at the first few sentences you will see that there is...
I had just finished my dinner at the Bulldog in Columbus Mississippi. The noise level was increasing as the college crowd was coming in. I was still drinking a cup of coffee, working on the delicious vestiges of my Key lime pie, when I noticed a group of sorority girls walk through the door. Even though they were young, I was impressed with how demurely they...
Once in the shower, Sally and I didn't take long getting to business, as she began washing me without even being asked. I grinned and enjoyed her magical hands as she touched, fondled, and groped me every step of the process. I began to really harden in her hands and she would stop just shy of making me cum, knowing that she would have to pay for her cock te...
They had flown into Chicago for a seminar he had to attend. Jasmine had the day to play and plan for the evening. Antonio had a break and immediately called her cell phone. "Hey Gorgeous, having fun?" "Hi Handsome, wanna meet for dinner tonight?" He immediately picked up on the playful tone in her voice and fell into the role-play of a new date scene....
Jerry bounded back from the kitchen, vodka and orange in one hand, a small dish of ice in the other. There was a noticeable bounce to her step and the smile on her face indicated that the first serving of dessert had satisfied her just fine. I sat at the head of the bed, leaning against a pillow, a perfect position to see her has she came into the room. She...
On the surface, Silent Hill, Maine is what could be considered an archetypal, peaceful, New England tourist town for relaxation. Chiefest among its industries are tourism and, to a lesser extent, agriculture. A small town with a population below 30,000, its key industry, tourism, is in a state of steady decline. Now, it's more a small, rural retirement town....
So, there I was: 20, unemployed, still living at home, nowhere near a degree of any kind, and broken hearted. It had been six months since the demise of my first serious relationship, and thoughts of William still haunted. Sure, he had been twice my age, but it he was good to me. I loved him more than I'd ever loved any man, and he'd given me more pleasure d...