Just at the crack of dawn, the driver stopped long enough for my captor to put a dark heavy hood over my head, and then we drove some more. Eventually I heard the sound of a large metal gate opening. I could smell the fresh sea air and heard the sound of a few gulls. No bets, this was probably the old sewage plant that May had spoken of. Taken inside, my h...
Dillon Court Neighbors -- Ch. 03 Neighbors in four homes enjoy group sex This is a three part story about a place the author lived for a while. The chapters will be posted on consecutive days. Chapter 1 is a warm up for the subsequent two chapters. * * * * * Mike and I talked about the Winslow party on and off the following week. I felt good about it be...
Chapter 01: Milked Chocolate It was funny how it started, a single piece of spam. The sort of message that had shown up in her inbox a thousand times before--"Hot, white MILFs & big black brothas" It was "MILF" that caught her eye. She'd heard the word used in a joke a few nights earlier. A joke she didn't get because she didn't know what a "MILF" was. Of c...
Jill stood before the group; her big belly protruded showing her pregnant state. She was smiling from ear to ear; "As you all can see I'm a little bit pregnant. When Robin Meade was making her nomination she told me she was going to nominate me. I just gotten pregnant and wanted to complete my fantasy before I began to show. Also this way I knew I couldn't g...
Chapter 55, Tawny Forcibly Takes the Slave "Damn, you don't have to be so rough," Ross said as he was jerked off of his feet backwards into the SUV. The vehicle was already rolling before he was all the way inside of the vehicle. Before he could even turn around, he was being roughly handcuffed behind his back. "Hey, that's starting to hurt," he cried out a...
Many thanks to Jedbeaker for editing this story. A marriage might be a fragile thing in that it usually takes many years to make it work but only minutes or hours of talking to crush. Like many other Scandinavian families my wife, Johanna, our 7 year old son, Ken, 5 year old daughter, Moa and me, Glen Andersson, had a pleasant family night one recent Fri...
She stood at the sink looking out the window as she did the breakfast dishes. The yard looked, for lack of a better word, unkempt. The flower beds were full of color and the grass was green, but something was a little off. A little like a man dressed up in a suit and tie and with polished shoes that gleamed, but needing a haircut. Unkempt, needing a trim. Ta...
Detective Bradley had seen plenty of bodies during his twenty year career, but the sight of this one still sickened him. He struggled to think of the still warm and bleeding carcass that was laying in the parking lot behind the M & M Lounge in down town Gresham as just an anonymous, adult, caucasian male. Detective Bradley hadn't needed to check the wallet t...
This tale is the second story in the tetralogy Mexican Bedtime Stories. "Sugar Papito" can be read on its own or as a sequel to (1) "The Mexican Stand-off" and as a prequel to (3) "The Three Amigos" and (4) "The Whole Enchilada". ************************** After telling my husband about a one-night-stand adventure that I'd had before marriage, a door op...
She turned over and smacked the buzzing alarm clock then fell back on her bed. She was still exhausted but she had to get up for school. She was studying to be a cop and if anyone found out why she was so tired, she would probably be thrown out of the course. She threw back the covers fully intending to get up, but as she looked down at her bruised and dirty...