Velma Stories

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Stepmom and Me Ch. 04

by JhMcKn on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

This takes place in the early 1950's when women still wore full fashioned stockings almost everyday. Smoking and drinking by women in public places was now more acceptable after WWII. All persons included in this story are over the age of eighteen and some words are purposely misspelled if intoxication is suspected of that person. - - - - - - - - - - - - -...

Stepmom and Me

by JhMcKn on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I came home from class Friday afternoon a little early and no one was in the house - or so I thought. I quietly ascended the stairs leading to the second floor and saw the bathroom door wide open and singing coming from inside. I got to the top of the steps and peeked inside the door and saw my step mother just getting out of the bathtub. She had her back t...

Martha Joins the Group Pt. 02

by JhMcKn on Jan 14, 2019
Group Sex

This is a continuation of Martha Joins The Group. Everyone had eaten dinner, had a couple of drink, and were paired off for the night. Herb was bedding with Velma, who is my stepmother. My father, Mac, was going to be fucking Emmy Lou, who is Herb's wife. Jim is sleeping with Martha, who is the new Hucow, and I'm with Becky, who is Herb and Emmy Lou's daugh...

Velma Goes to Work

by Just Plain Bob on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

If you don't like cream pie stories give this one a pass. * We were up against it. Credit card debt was eating us up and we always seemed to be on the verge of not being able to make the house payment. It was our own fault of course, I'd had a good paying job, the money coming in was more that enough to cover our bills and like a lot of people we lived at...

Jewel Pt. 02

by JhMcKn on Oct 15, 2017
Fetish

We left Bob and Jewel and as Velma got in the car she flashed me so all I could see was her hairy cunt and stocking tops. "I didn't pee before we left." she told me. "I may need to stop and go before we get home. You need to know I'm going to suck your cock and also fuck you tonight since your father is gone. He'll be fucking his red headed paramour tonight...

Changing Channels Ch. 05

by Maguppy Puppy on Sep 26, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Previously on Changing Channels... Peter was watching the fight in awe when he noticed the vamp from last night staring at him. "Hey," the vamp said. "You're the slayer's little friend from last night. I think you'd make a good appetizer." In a flash, the vamp was on Peter. He leaned Peter back over the counter and bared his fangs ready to feed when Faith...

Daphne and Velma on their own

by bugbear on Sep 4, 2003
Fan Fiction

"I've worked it out "Daphne looked down at Velma. " The clue was those fake bills we found. The old house is being used as the base for a counterfeiting operation." "What about those creepy noises, the disembodied head and that zombie?" asked Daphne doubtfully. Velma smiled. "The noises are just recordings played through h...

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Alabama Mama and the Trucker

by goodyearman on May 1, 2018
Interracial Love

Hell, I was sweating. The steering wheel was almost unbearable to the touch; the cab of my truck was like an overheated sauna. Even though the single lane highway had a few gentle curves I was definitely feeling that mind numbing ache you get watching the grey tarmac edged with worn yellow line snaking past you. Scrub bordered the roadside, occasionally brok...

Do Me, Shaggy

by Curse_Of_Undeath on Sep 18, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Shaggy felt cold slobber on his face, waking him immediately. "Oh man, Scooby..." he groaned. Scooby-Doo, his Great Dane, began giggling and licked his face again. Shaggy responded by a scratch between his brown ears. "Norville!!" a female voice called from upstairs. "Come and get breakfast!" "Mom, like, stop calling me that!" "As long as you're still livi...

A Story About The Old Days Ch. 01

by Borntolust on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

Many thanks to tangentjoker, who edited this story. All characters are 18 or older. * I'm an old man now. I'm still healthy and my memory is fine. I want to tell this story before I die. Actually, I think I'm writing it mostly for myself. Everyone involved has passed away. My wife died two years ago. I have a son and a daughter, both happily married and d...