My alarm in my head went off about 6:30. I got up and put on my bikini and the cover up and checked on Grindle. She was still asleep. I went over and sat down on the bed and began to run my hand over her legs and hips, up her stomach to her breasts and played with her nipples and then her breasts using both hands. She squirmed and said, "That feels so nice....
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. *** Part 13 I woke up when Martina came down the stairs. She was full of apologies when she saw me but I told her not to worry, that I shouldn't still be in bed at that time. I got a bottle of water...
James arrived Monday morning at his appointed time. At Kristy's suggestion he had remained celibate all weekend. Two days without an ejaculation and James felt like a caged tiger. Mr. Penis was not happy. The large space had been partitioned and made over. To James' delight he saw six women identically dressed - the prison guards. They had on light blue bl...
I became aware of a bright light moving slowly in the dark woods. No, it was two lights. The sound of a car engine reached me. I brought the chairs front legs down to the porch and stood up. I took a long slow stretched, then a swallow of the beer in my hand. It was warm. The lamps were lit in the house. I wondered where Sue was and who was coming in the ro...
It is Amazing What the Power of Suggestion will Do. ************* A shorter two part story that is the last of some that I realize were all too predictable. This one has a bit of hypnosis / mind control. Final part finishing up Ellen's Massive Program of Changes. ********* Part 2: Finishing the Program Ellen had by now become very accepting of the weekl...
Forward As some of you have likely realized, I have a pet peeve. Women that disrespect their husbands by interacting with other men, in ways that would not pass, "The Hubby Sniff Test," usually irritate the hell out of me. I say usually, so as to allow for the times when she is innocent or when the husband does overreact. Fortunately, for me, I've never ha...
Other stories in this series Nancy Remembers Chap. 1 Nancy Remembers Chap. 2 Nancy Remembers Chap. 3 Then the following are separate but related stories and may be read without regard to sequence. Nancy and the Guard Nancy visits the Poop Deck Nancy and her Observer Nancy and her Boss Part 1 Nancy and her Boss Part 2 Nancy and her Son * Nancy awo...
Please read 'How high a Price?' in the Loving Wives section by The Troubador before reading this ending. This is my meager attempt to take this drama a step further. Susan wept for release. Her mind was reeling replaying what she knew happened, with what Early, her injured husband, had just said. Guilt and fear were tensing her stomach with a knot of pai...
My wife, Jennifer, had become more and more aware of the societal revolution taking place. That revolution is interracial dating, fucking, marriage, and breeding. Everywhere we go she would point out to me how beautiful interracial couples looked together. She confided in me that interracial babies were beautiful, and she wanted to know what it would be lik...
It was all beginning to get terribly real now, and I knew that my chances of getting home to deliver was zero. I thought about my options. In the box in front of the squashed shelter Mike had built I knew was a whole mess of stuff, including a thermal blanket and I hoped desperately his cooker and pans would be there, I was bound to need hot water after all...