At ten o'clock Saturday morning, my door bell rang, and I found a freshly scrubbed, ebullient Mei-Lien waiting to be let in. As soon as she was inside, she stepped in front of the hall mirror and, with an exultant smile on her face, unbuttoned her coat to reveal that, aside from the socks and sneakers on her feet, the only garment she wore was a leotard. Fur...
The following material is protected under the copyright laws of the United States of America. This work may not be distributed for profit, in any form, without the written permission of the author or his agent. * * * * * Bob was trembling as he walked through the women's section of the large department store. There were very few people in the store this m...
Huge thanks to mistress12 for helping me get my first story edited and submitted. You are a dear! ***** Thursday 2p.m. "What do you mean they just walked?" I yelled into the receiver. "I don't give a shit, we're contracted to finish by the end of the month". Sometimes being the project manager for one of the country's biggest construction firms wasn't wo...
Gary walks past the campus gym. A mundane event, but with little supporting logic; his apartment would be far easier to reach if he'd simply cross the street outside of the Liberal Arts Building. There are, however, far more vital issues for Gary to confront this particular afternoon than subliminal logic. The gym (or more concretely, The Jason F. Moore Cen...
I enjoy writing these stories, both for your entertainment and mine. I do like feedback, so if you have the time, if you liked my story or if it got you hot, I would appreciate a short comment or maybe a vote. * My son, Richard, was the spitting image of me according to almost everyone that ever met the two of us. We named him after me, and just about ever...
This is a mystery story of Annabelle's life and the changes she encounters. The characters are all fictional. Please read the earlier parts. Please leave your comments. ***** When I was awaken by Suzanne, I was on my tummy and her first action was to grasp the plug and twist it within me. I was still captured by it. I had a feeling she knew of my night and...
Moving at a slow walk, his horse was restless. He was deep in the brush country. He was in no hurry since the pain had stopped. Might be a bad sign. Served him right for catchin' arrows, his sergeant had told him. Reckon I'll try not to next time. The crusty old sergeant couldn't get any closer to saying thank you. The arrow most surely would have penetrated...
Ville walked into Missy's room, she was just putting down Rebecca. "Just in time." She smiled "Where's Silke?" "In the shower with Bam." Ville answered carefully "They'll be here soon." "Finally!" Missy sighed. "Finally?" Ville asked surprised. "Yeah well, lately our sex live hasn't been that good... and you know Bam he needs it to function. I told him I...
All characters in this story are 18 or older, and the author does not in any way condone non-consensual sex. This story is fiction and contains, rough anal, pain, humiliation and degradation, ass to mouth, and rough oral; if you don't like these themes, please do not read or rate it. This work is purely fantasy, and any resemblance to actual persons, living...
When I got home my mother was in the kitchen making dinner. I could smell the aroma of meatloaf and mashed potatoes and almost immediately I felt better. "Mom, I'm home," I called as I walked toward the kitchen. "Hello dear," she called back. "How was school today?" "It was all right," I replied. "Did you see your sister? Is she on her way home?" I made...