I highly recommend reading chapters 1-8 before beginning this chapter. While this chapter can be read as a stand alone story it is entirely dependent on the events of the earlier chapters. A writer thrives on your feedback. Please take a moment to vote and leave a comment if you feel so inclined. Your votes are greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy my scribb...
Rick arrived at the golf course around 6:30 a.m. on Saturday morning to tour the course with the club's ground keeper, Jack Goings. It had begun raining in the early evening the day before and continued all through the night. Jack thought the grounds were too wet for golfers and carts, suggesting to Rick that he close the course for play. At 7:00 a.m., old J...
Ginny, after 23 years of a racy life, hasn't slowed down at all. Here she deals with her 18-year-old nephew's naivete. Read "Ginny's Witnesses, Chs. 05 & 06," for some earlier group sex experiences. And please, vote for them all! Part 1 "Arjay! Auntie Uma is driving up tomorrow to stay with us a couple of weeks!" called my mom from her study. "Will you br...
A/N: This story takes place during season 2 of Once Upon A Time. "Regina? Ms. Mills?" Dr. Whale. He was still talking. "Have you understood everything I've told you?" "Yes." Regina had asked for a glass of water while he explained it to her. Twenty grueling minutes. Now, she ran her finger over the rim of the glass. "Car accident. Brain damage. Amnesia....
Tammy and I were a little over three hours out from Destin when we decided to stop for a light lunch to take the edge off before our dinner meeting. The normal seven hour drive from Sarasota proved to be a little longer due to some heavy rain, but it was still very pleasant thus far, because her fun conversation made it interesting to me and seem much shorte...
Author' Note: The story you are about to read for the most part is true. I have lived in South Africa, Switzerland, Washington D.C. and Rome and now am living with my husband near Paris, France. The name I have assumed for my own sexual experiences is "Vixen," the alter ego of a model. Now I have written different stories about my life; my inner mind and p...
It was 4:22 in the morning, and I couldn't sleep. I knew it had been a mistake to do a Thirsty Thursday the day before a test. Ricky, down the hall, had brought in some friends from home, the chemistry boys had played flip cups, and of course I'd done shots with everyone else. Ricky's friend from high school, Kayla, had been super-hot, with a super-curvy bod...
I pulled a pink negligee out of the dark oak dresser. The drawer is full of silk and lace. Naughty pieces of cloth to entice others to look on me with lust in their eyes. I held the cloth up in my hands and smiled. It was something I had bought from my favorite shop back in Mon Plaisar. A lacy one-piece, slit down past the navel. It didn't really offer my...
Santa shoved the last rectangular gift box into the big red bag he carried as the front door to the living room opened. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HAROLD?!!" Betty Emerson had come home from a long day of fighting the lines at the mall shopping for Christmas gifts for a get together with family and friends. She walked into her modest home to find her husb...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Natalie Broussard walked down the street with her friend Latasha Weems. The two eighteen year old girls were bored; it was a blistering hot day in early June, with nowhere to go and nothing to do. Natalie was short, barely scraping five feet but w...