A couple of months had passed since the night I spent with Taylor Swift and her friends. The sex party organized by the CMO (Country Musicians Orgy) for Taylor still reverberated in my mind. It was the wildest night of my life, with the highlight being Taylor's ending comment to me. "Thank you for loving me." OK, I admit that threw me for a loop. Yes, I to...
Dear Readers, Sorry the chapters are a little short. The last chapter or two should be longer. I'm almost finished with this segment. Enjoy, KemMyst ******* It was almost 10 when Harris heard voices and moved closer. A car had stopped by the side of one of the roads traversing their range. Three young male humans, laughing, smoking, smelling of ale, c...
This story could have gone in a variety of other categories, as it involves domination and submission, and aspects of heterosexual and lesbian sex between participants of different ages. If that offends you, then I suggest you don't read it. If it works for you, check out my other stories! The story is my recreation of one I read years ago on a different sit...
The training thing was an inconvenience but it would give Susan a week to relax somewhat from the continuous pounding her cunt was taking from William and the other Black guys. It might actually be a good thing. We found out that the consulate was putting her up and the government agency involved was providing an instructor who would spend a couple days sho...
The memories came flooding back as she slunk down in the seat. Rosie peeked over the steering wheel as the couple passed in front of her car, arm in arm, him pushing the shopping cart, a small child of around two years old in the seat. Rosie's heart hammered in her chest, she sat up, watching as the supermarket door slid open to admit her ex-husband and the...
"One hundred. Ninety-nine. Ninety-eight." Alright, brain, let's be nice to our new friend and take this seriously. "Ninety-seven. Ninety-six." Let's stare into that candle flame and get hypnotized. "Ninety-five. Ninety-four. Ninety-three." A candle? Does she need to make it so voodoo? Hey, stop that. We're taking this seriously. "Ninety-two. Nine...
"Contact Cullen. Have him find out where Rayn lives from her sister." Thane pushed himself to his feet and moved out of the elevator. His over stimulated senses needed the break. "Then you're on stake out detail." Phone in hand, Cael questioned, "Is there anything in particular I'm on the lookout for?" Thane drew in a ragged breath. His body was his again,...
Diane woke slowly, darkness slowly giving way to an unfamiliar room. Her eyes roaming the room in confusion, she attempted to recall how she'd ended up here. Like an explosion erupting in her head, the memories of the previous night flooded back. Her face burning in anger, she recalled meeting Brian and Vicky in the bar and those damn panties that had caused...
We were having a movie night with Wanda's boyfriend John. He showed up while I was still in the shower, and since I hadn't brought any clothes in with me I ended up wearing Wanda's bathrobe. It was plenty long enough and all, but stiff in such a way to force itself open, which wasn't even a big problem since I was sitting in the recliner in the dark. Jess ha...
4. In Too Deep Sam had two things that were essential when following a target: the ability to concentrate for lengthy periods and a very ordinary-looking car; a five-year-old medium grey Vauxhall Astra that she'd bought because it was so instantly forgettable. She followed Becky's small red hatchback along the gently winding country roads, past the endless...