I'm well aware that Debra McMichael-Williams probably doesn't act like this in real life, but hey, I can dream can't I? * * * * * John opened his eyes sleepily, he was in the back of his truck. The last thing that he remembered was talking to Stephanie. Unsteadily, he sat up, glancing at the clock. 12:30 PM. He had slept for a few more hours, and now wasn...
Chapter 4 - Terry's Story. The last chapter. Terry invites Robin to her and her husband's hotel room where she experiences the hottest sexual moment of her life. Robin entered the room first followed by Terry. The waitress gasped when she found Mike, naked and hard, on the bed. His cheeks were flushed, a little embarrassed, but his cock was proud and ready...
My son-in-law Frank is living with a pretty girl named Christine. She is thirty five, divorced and has two teenage daughters, Alicia and Amy. They have been together now for three years and live in an apartment about a half hour drive away from my wife Nelly and me. We go to see them quite frequently and sometimes they come to our place. Christine is a gorge...
(Chapter 19) "The Last Time" (circa-1990) Justice Adrian Bradshaw removed his wire-rimmed spectacles from his tweed jacket pocket and after slipping them over his nose he stared at the nine defendants in the dock. All nine had pleaded guilty to theft or the receiving of stolen goods. Of the nine defendants, three men in their mid-twenties had pleaded g...
As mentioned by a comment from a reader about my first story that person believed that the story Navy Blues is racist bullshit. Further from the truth could that be. I abhor racism. I was raised in a mixed race family. My stepdad taught me to believe that I should look into a person's eyes and locate that person's heart. If I cannot see the heart, then move...
Author's note: For those inclined with this particular fetish I hope you enjoy the story. As a reminder, this is a work of fiction. Any similarities of characters or places in the story to actual people or places are completely coincidental. Also, I in no way endorse the actions that take place in this story. This story is fantasy dealing with non consensual...
Note: This Chapter should be read after Susie the Baby-Sitter (Chapter #1) for continuity. ***** After my late-night seduction by Susie (our baby-sitter) I found myself thinking about her all the time. However, my wife, Jane, was indisposed and, as we didn't need a baby-sitter, I had no reason to call Susie. After a week, I decided to ring Susie but, befor...
Adventures In Panty Sniffing: My Sister's Scent It's quite strange actually. My story, that is. I grew up in a relatively normal home in small town Northwest America. My parents never divorced and my older brothers used to beat me up. I lost my virginity when I was seventeen. Nothing in my life was too out of the ordinary. But now some things are definitely...
Marion was beginning to wish her best friend Caitlin hadn't persuaded her to sneak back into school with her to retrieve her purse. The two 18 year-old sixth-formers were best friends. Marion was Head Girl and Caitlin was Sports Captain, yet as they stood by the sign reading 'Staff Only -- Entry to all pupils forbidden' that stood on the gate to the courtyar...
I have been a shit loving lesbian my entire 53 years. When I was young I was turned on by sticking my fingers in my ass and smelling them. What a turn on. Later I became more aggressive. I would coat my fingers with mineral oil and push my index finger to the limit. My nail would be coated with feces which I would spread under and in my nose. A heavy diet of...