Author's Note: This is the final chapter of this story. I recommend checking the tags before reading. ***** "I'm listening," the nameless gypsy said, head inclined toward Alisa, who stood, motionless in her tearing dress. It strained against her mammoth cock. Veins pushed between the slits, offering a glimpse at her pale foreskin and, lower down, her angry...
Note to my readers: This story is fiction, but is based on the experiences of a personal acquaintance of mine. It is my belief that every woman has a slut buried deep inside her. Some of us simply allow that slut it's voice. 'Kelly' has allowed me to let you experience her voice. Also, I hope the shift in point-of-view from Kelly's to 3rd person narrative d...
Chapter 7 Flirting with Disaster "Something smells good," grunted Titus walking into the dining room. "Mmmph," agreed David, chewing his chicken. Beth's smile had left her face as soon as she heard Titus' motorcycle pull up. "Beth cooked me dinner," he said after swallowing. Titus looked down the table. Arrayed on the top was a roast chicken, mashed potat...
It was a late summer afternoon and Lexi was sitting in the employee parking lot behind the one-story brick building where she used to work. She was waiting for her friend Devon to come out. Some years ago, they had been pretty close friends and now they never got to see each other, but that was actually the lesser of the reasons she wanted to stop by for a v...
The halls of La Costa High School always buzzed with activity during passing period. Stressed out teachers pushed through the students, a stack of ungraded term papers in their other hand. Other students were in the bathroom, buying pot from Craig, the school drug dealer. Peter Lee was sitting on one of the hallway benches, halfway through Chapter 15 of Adva...
This is the twenty-sixth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter XVII Post-piercing play ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest...
Megan struggled to make it to the end of the hallway while balancing the full breakfast tray. Not only had adding her captor's desired amount of creamer brought the coffee's level to the brim of the mug, the chain linking the leather cuffs on her ankles only allowed for about 18 inches of movement. It also would have been easier to hold the tray by the edges...
This is the second chapter in the Office Jade series. All characters are over 18. Some of this may seem plausible, some not but try to enjoy the story based on the merit of the story by itself. As always constructive criticism is welcome and encouraged so I can provide better reading. Peace. ***** Following a brilliant evening of, then unknown, vengeance-...
This is the fourth chapter of the series. It would be a very good idea to read the previous chapters for the full story. Everyone is over 18 and clean. As always, constructive criticism is welcome. I would like to provide the best written stories possible so your advice can help. ***** "Bernard, Dahlia," Dana began easily with a slight hint of trouble...
I awoke not to the scent of my fabulous new lover but rather to the scent of coffee brewing and bacon frying. Shimmering rays of sunlight were reflecting off the wisps of smoke that brought the scent to my nostrils. It was mid-morning and I had slept in instead of awakening before Angelo and preparing his breakfast for him. I slipped from beneath the warmt...