Chapter 1 I'm Going Home This is it. I am hoping to hit the reset button. I can forever shed the label of Violet, the sex slave, the Chambermaid—or whatever I was for the last year—and become me again. Once I ring this doorbell I can resume my life as Brinley Avery Bishop. College student, daughter, aspiring actress, girlfriend? Maybe I will follow my ag...
CHAPTER TWO It was early afternoon when the veterans returned home. It was still mid autumn, that 17th of Ámyrðria, on Freo-twā, or the second free-day of the middle of the month. The fields were still ripe with grain and the women and the children of Meryton and Jasper Valley were forsaking their day of rest to bring in more of the harvest. Many of the fie...
After a late breakfast, we again spent the day taking the waters. Pat started off being a little self conscious but soon quite forgot she was nude in public and soon even joined Shinju for a nude stroll together in the temple gardens. The priests brought us a simple but tasty lunch but their sudden appearance caused Pat to squeal and cover herself up deep...
"Why didn't you warn me about how freaking big he is?" Fredi gasped with rather genuine surprise. "He's huge... just like the schoolgirl gossip of big hands equals big cock sized huge, but even bigger. It's a monster, I can't even get my fingers all the way around it!" "Well it takes two hands to handle a Whopper, and if you're not woman enough to handle t...
I slid out of the old Ford truck driver's side door. Surprisingly, my legs felt a bit shaky as my feet hit the concrete driveway of the Malibu mansion. I nervously straightened my cut-off shorts as I walked around the truck. She was waiting by the tailgate with a big smile on her face. "Wow Jaime! You are beautiful!" We had lost track after high school but I...
Writer's Note: Here is Day three of Romping on Winter Break. It's mostly a copy of the original story I had submitted under the old title, which I retracted and edited to the text below. It's mostly the same, but slightly altered to reflect the revised chapters preceding it. Enjoy. MaiaEmpire *** Day 3 I opened my eyes as I lay curled on my side on the...
A Bottle of Cris and a Thousand Bucks "Hey baby, why don't you wear the tight red one from last Christmas' party?" I said to my lovely wife as we were dressing to go out for another wild night on south beach. "The red one? I can't wear that one silly, you remember it got ripped on the side the last time I wore it, why are you playing?" she said. "Oh shit,...
Unknown to Sue, I planned to share her with whoever sat with us. So, while watching her dress for our trip, I'd insisted she wear a tiny front-clasp 1/4 cup bra with lacy top that fit loosely and barely hid her firm, tall nips above the cups. Instead of the correct 33A bra, she wore a 32B and specially adjusted the straps. It shaped and pushed her tiny tits...
It was just getting dark as the GPS signaled our final turn. Lisa had been slowly teasing me for the last 50 miles or so. Rubbing, squeezing and even bending down to lick the shiny drops of clear precum from the head of my stiff cock occasionally. She was obviously very excited to be in sunny Florida! Or maybe it was the trucker that caught me with my hand u...
There is more talking and character development in this episode, setting up other action for later. Sorry if it moves a little slowly. ** "So what are you thinking about last night?" I asked the following morning as Lisa and I sat down with our selections from the breakfast buffet. We had both showered and dressed for the day while our young guests slept...