Revenge can be so sweet. It is even better when the other party doesn't even know that they are being fucked over and you can make it go on and on. It is almost enough that just the thought can make you climax. It started because I had an extremely lucky day. The day before, a Wednesday, I had been crossing the Safeway parking lot when I happened to notice...
( Again I want to thank Hissub1111 for her help with this story line. It was requested that I put in which order these stories go in. It starts with Good Friends Make Better Lovers followed by Chrissy: Challenge Accepted, Chrissy: Spending the Night and Chrissy: Breakfast and a Phone Call. Thank you to the readers who leave me constructive criticism to help...
If you have not read Chapter 1, please do so. There is very little sex in this story. Thanks for all the responses to the first chapter. I appreciate all the the input and suggestions, even those that were unkind at best and hateful at worst. I will try to tie up some loose ends and come to better conclusions in this chapter. Again thanks for your interest....
The Awe of Being a Hucow by Lemaringouin, with the graceful assistance of Pimanko for the English translation from French. ***** Chapter 11 The Grand Contest and Its Prize Several days after her party with Claire, Stephanie was woken up by cries and laughter from the main hallway which connected all the hucows' bedrooms. "Sylvie, Wake up! Did you hear?...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = There is no way slave missy can win this lottery. This is the story of a young woman's conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit...
Streams of rainwater flowed relentlessly across the cracked grey pavement towards the gutters, reflecting the pale glare of the streetlights. This had once been a busy street in a buzzing and vibrant northern English town, whose textile mills produced high fashion garments for export world-wide. But Carbington was now a broken relic of a bygone era, its hea...
"I hope you don't mind if I scrounge while we talk, there's a piece of paper that's pretty important to me. I got it the other day and I can't seem to remember where I put it." My wife used to tell me that I'd lose my balls if they weren't already attached. I reckon she was probably right, she was most of the time, at least that's what she thought. For the...
To understand how this adventure began you need to read the first story, "Our lucky weekend." This chapter can stand alone, but you would like it better if you read the other first, or later. The following is how our life changed after winning the lottery. Not all chapters are full of hot steaming sex but they make good reading and lead into other parts. Enj...
Delicious evening to stroll the beach. Which lay at the end of a private boardwalk across the dunes and through a coded security gate... But Pascal had no interest. A martini by the pool. That's where he was headed, after driving through the (also coded) security entrance and parking the Porche. Headed around back of the "cottage," as they called 26-room be...
"Fuck me!" Holly gripped the sheets tight as she pushed herself against his massive erection. She had been begging him to be rough and he was still being too gentle. She gritted her teeth. "Seriously Cavan. Go harder!" Holly grunted and reached her hand down under her body. She ran her hands over her hard nipples and down her firm belly. She didn't linger...