I decided to write another story, because I loved hearing from y’all on the first one! I’ve had my fair share of forbidden lovemaking. This time, however, I was over at a friend’s house. Her family isn’t rich, but they are well above poor. It’s just her and her dad and her older brother. Let me clarify something before I get started. My name is Jayde Amanda...
We were quickly through the checkout and on our way again. Cindy dragging me by the hand toward the mall entrance. "C'mon, lets go. We have some more stops to make and we haven't got much time." Our next stop was a high-end shoe store just outside the department store. I had lingered outside that same store many a time, admiring the sexy heels on display i...
this is a true story. you are free to ask me any question related to this story or any story I write. * Some times things just happen and that's the way I like it. Nothing planned just out of the blue something comes along and out of no where you are knee deep in hot sex. That's about what happen to me a few years back. Here I was checking out web sites,...
Thanks to Rhyxivar for the magnificent tradition. Maude can lives in french and in english. *** Chez le Marquis Young Maude arrived at the Marquis' Parisian mansion with her parents. The magnificent building appeased the demoiselle, who had been facing a measure of dread about this voyage. The marquis' disturbingly handsome demeanor soon added yet anothe...
This story is a fetish fantasy where many themes get woven together. There are cuckold, incest, bi-sexual, BDSM, and a few other themes all combined. If these themes are not your thing, please just move on. If they are, enjoy! Like most of my stories it arose from a single incident. In this case it was watching a very hot mom and her even hotter daughter mo...
The first day of Jade's new job came with a feeling of optimism. She was up early and spent considerable time choosing the perfect outfit to make a good first impression. She settled on a tailored white skirt suit with a teal silk blouse and a pair of leather pumps. The reflection in the mirror told her that she look both fashionable and professional. Her...
Bostonfictionwriter's Last Story With sadness and trepidation, this is my last story. In two years, I've written 602 stories and 69 poems. I'm proud of everything I've written. At the time I wrote them, it was the best that I could write and not only have I learned a lot but also I've improved as a writer. Alfred Lord Tennyson wrote this Dying Swan poem be...
My First Time Ch. 03 This is a contribution to the Survivor Revival Challenge, organized by Tara Cox. My first eleven stories were called My Junior Year Abroad. Next up was the little story, "Why I love Wives." This is my fifteenth story in the Survivor Revival Challenge. I hope you like it. Personally, I'm wasting away in Paris, where shelter in place is u...
Desire Stirring by Tragudis Langley Funeral Home is crowded. No surprise, Dave Hartley was a very popular fellow. He had lots of friends and two older brothers. He also had a wife, Shannon, and two daughters, Natalie age nine, and Merl age twelve. A tearful Shannon stands off to the side of the carpeted room, greeting those who have come to pay their resp...
Following the nightmare encounters with Grace in my home town (corrupting my memories of B and invading my parent's home like a monstrous orphan cuckoo) I was keen to hurry back to the southern city. I could not face my parents after fucking my father in the ass and drinking my mother's impossible twenty years too late milk, and the vision of Grace, bloated...