Kelsey woke early. It was happening more and more since she moved home, but she liked it. It made for long, luxurious summer days, the kind you dream about when winter rolls around. The house was quiet when she took her morning shower. She piled her long hair up into a knot on top of her head so she didn't have to deal with drying it. It was definitely time...
CHAPTER 4 In which Amy and Lucy visit Oakleigh Hall and further secrets concerning Miss Burnley are revelaed Lucy and I had no more opportunities to spy upon our guardian and our governess before the day came when we were to depart for Okeleigh Hall. Lady Okeleigh's well appointed traveling coach pulled up outside the house. Lady Okeleigh, Lucy, Miss Burnl...
"I bought you something," Carlos said, holding up a bag as he walked into Ria's hotel room. "Really," Ria replied, closing the door behind Carlos. "What is it?" Carlos reached into the bag and pulled out a slinky black dress. Carlos held it up and let the fabric fall. Ria could see that the dress would be tight and short and showing ample cleavage. "Very...
Interracial - Big Black Cock slut army. White girls are trained to fuck big black cocks. Author's notes: Warning! This is an interracial story. If you need to give a lecture about faithfulness or STDs, give it to your own wife. Also, the premise of this story accepts reincarnation and karma as fact. If this offends your religious sensibilities, move along....
Special thanks to editors DaneW and kasmith05. ***** It was a peculiar dilemma. I wanted so badly to see and move, but all I could do was sit and wait. My hands were bound behind me around the back of a wooden dining chair. The restraints were smooth and sheer: a feminine scarf made to keep hair, not wrists, in place. A thicker black scarf looped around my...
For the next few days I was a bit nervous. What I told Ashley was the truth, I had never cheated on my wife before so I never had to try and cover anything like this up. Even though I tried to put it out of my mind, there was no doubt that on some level I was waiting for some little bit of evidence from our night of passion to surface, something that would s...
The building had her name on it. CLARE'S WORLD. Of course it did. It was her empire, built up from potholders sold at parties to a multibillion dollar "lifestyle industry." She understood people and knew how to get or make what they wanted. Her pots and pans were in the most upscale houseware stores. Her gardening boots were sold at Z-Mart. There were three...
I was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying my morning coffee when I heard my wife Katherine coming down the staircase. I hadn't slept well and had already been awake for a while. My mind was working overtime trying to put all of the pieces of my life where they rightfully belonged. Things that seemed so cut and dried a couple of weeks ago were now spinning...
I know, I know. This one took a long time to post. But I had a small case of writer's block, along with something called 'college-level homework' (insert horrified screams). Again, I'm sorry that it took so long to get this one up. I'll try to be a little faster on the next ones. *For those who don't know, 'rhypophobia' is the fear of dirt. I'm sorry, but I...
Being daggered was never a pleasant experience. Ironically having the dagger removed from her heart was almost equally unpleasant, except for the fact that afterwards she could move and speak again. Normally she awoke to a new horror, but this time Rebekah only saw the person she loved with all her heart. Immediately she reached out for them and try to spea...