Dear Reader, I hope you are enjoying reading this as much as I'm enjoying reading it. Thank you as always to my editors for their help, couldn't do it without your help. Please, please do vote. It means the world to me. Stacey (dididothat) ***** "Fuck, should we be here?" Ginger asked as she and Lyn walked across the lobby of the posh spa retreat in...
Hi Guys, Well, this is something of a departure for me, I've been loving the Three Square Meals series Tefler has written. It has inspired me to write my own story based in his universe. So the start of a new series for me and the beginning of a new style of witting for me too. I publish this with huge thanks to Tefler for allowing me to take these liberti...
THURSDAY MORNING Thursday. That meant it was time for Cori Banks' most revealing outfit of the week. And that was saying something, considering what she had worn and would wear the rest of the week. Monday it was a backless red mini-dress that barely covered her thong-divided ass and revealed ample cleavage. Tuesday was a little blue tube top and some match...
James arrived on the set with his tail between his legs, literally and figuratively. His butt was so sore that it was difficult for him to sit down. His back was littered with welts and scratches. Worst of all, he had a nasty open sore on the underside of his penis shaft, right beneath the cock-head. It was very tender, but at least he could say that he went...
This is the fourth part of the story of Norma Rogers continuing her life during a World War, how she brought children into a world without their father, a world where she continued to perform important and hazardous duties in the face of sudden death and injury and great danger to herself and her family. As always, the story is the property of the writer and...
My name is Jessica. I'm 29, work in publishing, and have been completely faithful to my boyfriend for the past six years. Until today. Today I'm on my knees in the Denver hotel room of a coworker. My lipstick is smeared. My top and panties are both gone, leaving me in only my black skirt. My nipples are hard as rocks and my pussy is swollen with desire as I...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** (All persons engaged in sexual activity are over 18 years old and any similarities between this story and real life are purely coincidental). ***** My wife, Teri, and I have been married for 20 years... Now in our mid 40's, we have had our share of ups and downs, fun adventures...
Warning: this chapter features boobs, breasts in tight spaces, tits, falling skirts, contrived coincidences dicks, swaps of all kinds, menageries of mismatched parts, body swaps, dog parks, last chances, machine gun swapping, final decisions, impossible choices, a last chance for revenge, a last chance to set things right, and a clock slowly ticking down....
I looked around the room that has been my entire life for the last 18 years. The smell of fresh paint wafted through the air. I spent years drawing all over those walls. Since my parents were going to rent out the room once I left, it needed to start anew; like me. I started transitioning around the time I started high school and I had only gotten better at...
SKULLS There had been poached salmon and salad, bread and rice pilaf waiting on a small candle lit table when they finished. Even so, Gwen was famished when she woke in the morning. She couldn't help but smile. She was lying in Jacob's arms. They had talked until late in the night. Not about life outside. Not about life inside. They had talked about books a...