This story is a work of fiction. It is set in an alternate setting, where laws have been created that allow for the "free use" of females by the males of a society. All characters, places and events are purely fictional. ***** I take one last peek at my laptop screen, to ensure that I have the right slide projecting on the screen in front of class, before...
Over the days after their cockfight, Darren and Kevin actually patched things up a bit. Me and that bitch though, we've still got an issue to settle. I sent her a text admitting it was my mistake to try and beat someone with so much more experience than I had and how it must feel satisfying to know that giving it away so often to so many guys finally paid of...
I opened my eyes and looked over at the clock. 9 AM. I stretched, tangled in the sheets and grabbed my phone off the bedside table. Two messages and a missed call, all from Hannah. Apparently I ignored her all night and she was pissed. I replied with some lie about going to bed early and my phone being on silent. I closed my eyes and thought about just going...
I ended Pt. 2 of Mature's First Orgy explaining how it was collectively decided to end things with separate cock sucking and pussy eating contests. I know, kind of an odd way to end an orgy, but we wanted to culminate an eventful evening in an entertaining way. I hope you enjoy my narrative of things as much as we enjoyed both events at the time. ***** Onc...
"Can't we get off this damn road and find the motorway?" I complained "I think you'll find they are called Freeways over here!" Elizabeth replied with a smile, gunning the hired Cherokee a little faster, "and, no, we can't! I'm hungry and we are far more likely to find a place to eat along here somewhere than we are on the freeway. " I settled back in the...
The silence seeped in slowly. It crawled inside, completely invading, until she was filled with it. A silence so complete that nothing, no one could get past. She never knew how it started or why. It just was. And in this silence, she saw. She saw the face of death, of terror. Images that seared themselves into her brain, images that screamed but were never...
*************************** Copyright jeanne_d_artois June 2010 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *************************** Lau...
Susan was smiling as she pulled out of her driveway onto the long stretch of road that led to the tennis center. It was to be her first lesson of the season and she had been looking forward to it all month, ever since the tennis center announced that it would be having evening lessons for those who, like Susan, worked during the day. She felt slightly guilty...
After four weeks of this, Derrick Price was about to go mad, or at least that was how he was feeling. Sitting in the front row of his English 212 literature class was Lilith Anne Duvoy and her deliciously short skirt. Every day she took that same seat at the far corner of the room, next to the open window. Most of the time she didn’t even seem to be paying a...
Any feedback is greatly appreciated. Not only does it encourage an author to continue writing; it helps him/her to improve their product. I would like to thank those who have offered feedback previously. If you have not read the previous portions of the "Easy Street" and "From Easy Street to a Hard Road series, you may wish to do so. Donna regarded her wai...