** Author's Note: This is part three of a series. I recommend you read parts one and two first. I love getting comments, so if you have a moment, please let me know what you think. Thank you to everyone who has rated the other parts of this series so highly, and for all the comments so far. Special thanks to SlySubmissive for the editing assistance. Also, th...
Jerry was stretched out on the sofa, Stacy was cradled in his arms as they watched the Red Sox taking it to the Yankee's. While Stacy enjoyed the game, she didn't have any team preferences. Jerry, on the other hand, was a life-long Bosox fan and eagerly looked forward to the Sox Yankee's games. Stacy was rubbing his forearm, "I understand Maria stopped by...
This is another Brent and Valerie story, using the same characters from my first submission. I have a number of these planned so I'll mix one in once and a while along with all the other ideas I have. As always I apologize for any grammatical errors up front and urge you to practice safe sex even though my characters don't. Comments and suggestions are welco...
Inspired from "The Girl Next Door" a true story of a horrible tragedy. My thanks to FernieLyn who proofread this piece and gave me some good opinions and insight! Thank you FernieLyn! This story takes place in a more innocent time. * The moment when I saw her changed all our lives forever. It had taken me a few days to piece together little snippets of t...
Barbara's story. My gown has nothing to do with what I'm about to tell you. I'll save that story for another time. Those cotton panties, however, have everything to do with my story. Remember how I wore cotton panties when we first started dating and then one day I switched to sexy panties, the kind women wear. I'm getting ahead of myself. You've heard the...
He had violated her without a touch. She sank down into the bathtub, letting the water come up to her chin. The soreness in her muscles was fading, but her body felt weak. Too weak to wash her hair. Too weak to shave her legs. Too weak to pull herself up from the water when it began creeping towards her mouth. He was slowly taking control. Taking every piec...
A story by Casuarina * I was surprised when Alan invited Jen and me to a soccer social evening, as he was hardly a mate of mine in fact I thought he disliked me intensely. You see I play for a local kick about team every Saturday morning as a reserve, and I don't usually go to these affairs. Sitting in the local that night I was even more surprised when Je...
Chapter 1 It was, without a doubt, the most successful fund raiser any pledge class had ever put on. And, lucky for me, it was my idea. It began late in the fall semester of 1992. I was a Junior at the University of New Hampshire, and I was sitting in the dining room of the Alpha Xi Delta sorority (the Xi is pronounced "zee"), eating spaghetti. This was t...
I opened my front door to find that the expected smell of baking was completely absent. Before I had time to consider this anomaly, the sound of crunching feet on the drive caused me to turn to see Samantha, my wife of ten years and mother of my two kids, walking up the drive towards me. The fact that there was no aromatic sign of her usual Saturday afternoo...
Author's Note: Thanks for the good comments on my first submitted story. Extra glad you enjoyed the slow build up. Constructive feedback is always appreciated. I really enjoy reading what people think of my story. This picks up directly after the events in Part 01. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. Thanks to vmkc for helping sort...