I'm flying the airplane. A wing dips and I turn the wheel, scraping ailerons on the frozen air. The plane yaws; I reach up and adjust the trim. It rolls; I pull back on the yoke. We level off. I'm scared, afraid of losing control, of falling. But still, I'm flying. It's my skill that keeps us in the air, keeps the passengers safe. The passengers... I...
This chapter is dedicated to the memory of a very good friend, mentor and muse. You'll live forever in the memories of all members of the PTB, TDH and all the other boards you enriched by your presence and participation. Rest in Peace Franco "Lone Wolf" Breslin 1949-2006. * "What the hell is going on Craig? Who is this guy?" To her credit there was no pan...
Author's Note: This one is heavier on the BDSM Master side with light reluctance again. I hope you have fun again and, as always, feedback is welcome :)! And sorry for the terrible part separation on this one. Jezebel After he used my name, I thought it was all over with, and it left me so frazzled that I spoke without thinking, asking him questions like t...
I met her during the summer. I was only nineteen and working to save some money for college. I had been raised by my grandparents who had both passed away over the past year. After the burial costs I was far from wealthy. My parents weren't around so I was on my own at a young age. I had moved a couple of towns over from where I had grown up and was living i...
CHAPTER 6: Cori's Pet Day The next morning, Chad woke up and only Cori was in bed with him. He thought about banging her -- it was his first thought every time he saw her -- but he wondered about the others. So he went into the kitchen and found them there. They were drinking juice and eating toast. "Sorry, we helped ourselves," Bev said. "Hope that's OK....
Author Note: This is the first part of an multi-part story. This story was inspired by a photo and its caption I posted online. This is also a long story and this is part 1, even it is long...over 18,000 words. It also includes a wife fucking another man besides her husband. If you don't care for that kind of story, move on. You have been warned. This is an...
CHAPTER 2: PARTY TIME Megan woke up around 8, the taste of salty cum still in her mouth from the middle of the night blowjob. Her hands were free, though she didn't remember Harry untying her. He was not in the bed but Megan half expected either of her daddies to come in and fuck her brains out. They had said that it was important for her to have sex with t...
I hadn't been able to get it out of my mind for days. It would creep back in whatever i did to occupy myself. I always seemed in a daze, my knickers always sticky. I felt so submissive and I kept looking in the mirror to see if it was obvious on my face. Paul had fucked me in front of Liz and Paul. I had tried to think of it as making love but I couldn't co...
CHAPTER THIRTEEN "Hep ya there, young fella?" Fuzzy asked. I reached into my pocket first this time. I already knew that there were some coins there; I had felt them as I pushed through the doors. But I was deathly afraid that Wizen had done something stupid, like giving me an Eisenhower silver dollar. To my relief, the coin I pulled out was era-appropriat...
Prologue: Valerie Burbon and Sally Thatcher walked into the house they shared with Francine Traline. It was three weeks since their hand fasting ceremony and sally had been given a ride to and from work by Valerie since Sally's car was in the shop. Francine was sitting at the table that served as dining room table and general do what ever you want desk. The...