Copyright: lagneaublanc This episode takes place (and was written) at least a year after the events described in the third chapter. The story ends here for now. It should not be read as an integral part of the original three chapters but more as an epilogue. As before, many thanks to Azure Skies for his dutiful editing and corrections, to Lara from Paris...
This story encompasses aspects of group sex, voyeurism, anal sex and minor bdsm elements. Credit for the idea of this story belongs to Ster001 who requested this fantasy through the Story Ideas Forum. I hope I did it justice. Tara Andrews muttered as she walked to her closet. What on earth was she going to wear? Dan, her husband, had received an invitation...
"I don't understand," my neighbor said, her dark brown eyes wide open as she struggled to comprehend what was going on. What had started out just like the last few nights, an innocent game of rummy in the kitchen of her modest little apartment had changed dramatically in the last few minutes due to my actions and words. My words had come easy because they...
JJ walked into the nightclub as if it was any other night. After putting away his ID and taking a quick glance around at the crowd, he made his way to the bar to get a beer. Eyeing the bartender, who's tits were half hanging out of her shirt, he grabbed her attention. "What can I get ya?" she yelled above the noise of the crowd. "I'll take a Bud Select in...
The Afternoon Tara and Kara carried on, smoothly, like the morning was no big deal. I could barely think straight, images of twin asses, two mouths, cum splashing faces. I did not actually pinch myself, but still could hardly believe my luck. I buttfucked Tara, after all this time. Her twin was next. No ifs, or ands, just butts. I finally put on soccer,...
That same night, in Tara's room, Willow and Tara's kitten was playing with a small ball of yarn. "Tell me a story." Willow said. "Okay." Tara said. "Once upon a time, there was, um ... a kitty. She was very little, and she was all alone, and nobody wanted her." "This is a very upsetting story." Willow said. "Oh, oh, but it gets better." The kitten trie...
I am at the wheel of my rusted, two-decades old Chevy pickup. We have pulled off the road since we're in sort of a rain white-out, a blinding storm with whipping winds that are beginning to rock the truck itself. I shouldn't be surprised. Storms like this, coming in from the Atlantic, are not infrequent on Hatteras, part of the Outer Banks island chain alon...
Saturday morning dawned with an overcast sky and threatening clouds as Barbara clicked on the kettle to make her first cup of tea for the day. She flicked on the radio to get the weather forecast so that she could decide what to wear for her morning's retail therapy session at the mall. Barbara was in her mid twenties and still single, but always on the loo...
The snowstorm had started early on that cold and dark New Year's Eve night. Tara drove impatiently though the thick storm trying to reach her love. She couldn't believe the year had passed so quickly since her boyfriend had proposed to her. Tara and William had been talking about reconciling for some time now and he had said that he could be reached at the...
Tara was dreaming about being trapped in a confined space as vines wrapped about her body. She involuntarily jerked her legs to kick free of the confinement, and was awakened sharply as the kick jerked her shoulders back. Light bits of pain shot through her shoulders. She looked around the room, it was dark except for the street light spilling in from the wi...