'My life is over,' I muttered, as the real estate agent led me up to the front door. Even for a redbrick old house in Newcastle it looked... rustic? Quaint? Shit. It looked shit. Beat-up and dirty, what was described to me as a 'front garden' was more a slab of concrete with a plastic chair and determined weeds reaching through the cracks. Even the outside...
Author's note: Thank you for the supportive messages I have received after posting chapter 3. If you care to go back to chapter 3 it is now back open for comments and rating, after it has been reposted in the same category as the first 2 chapters. Without those messages of support I am not sure if I would have continued this story. For those that sugge...
Nicolaus's eyes snapped open after a long and deep slumber, something had disturbed him, the sounds of an alarm waking him from his sleep, looking over he found his alarm clock making the most annoying sound possible, effectively waking him, he grumbled, raising from his bed scratching his dark brown hair and yawning loudly. Looking around in his bedroom i...
Alexander looked down at his desk, tapping his fingers to it. He was sitting in his office at him, books surrounding him. Cyrus and Greg were sitting in their usually seats at the office. Cyrus on the couch on the side of the room, Greg by the window, looking outside at the beautiful view of New York. "What's up Alex?" Cyrus asked, tiered of the silence. A...
She was worried about the sex. Oh, not the sex, really, Miranda thought as she turned to admire the fit of the pale green gown she'd chosen for the honeymoon. She was a virgin, after all. She'd made the decision to wait for marriage before indulging in what her sister Peg liked to called ‘the delights of the flesh', and she supposed it was perfectly normal...
Man this girl is dumb. I wouldn't have read 500 pages if I knew she'd pick the wrong guy. He doesn't respect her. What girl would have her choice of two men and would pick the one who will dump her as soon as her tits and ass start to sag? The other guy respects and loves her! So what, he has a kid, big deal. Kids are cute. Girls can be so dumb sometimes! Ug...
Tom Anderson reached up to adjust the rear-view mirror of his sedan, looking at its reflection of the back seat. There was Sloan, his eighteen year old hand-job whore, jerking off one of her fellow students. They were parked at a playground just a block from Sloan's high-school, where they had come to earn some quick cash before her classes started. "You've...
Disclaimer: while the story does take place in a high school, high schools in this fictional world begins at 18. That means that everyone in this story is over 18. The story is completely fictitious, and any resemblances in the real world are coincidental. ***** This story really began when I was sitting up way too late reading up on something completely d...
As I ended the first chapter of my love story, my Stepdaughter Dawn and I were returning from loading a Ryder truck with her possessions. We were to spend the night at home, then continue on to her new place in the morning. We had stopped on the way and enjoyed committing acts of sin by Dawn seducing her willing Daddy. No regrets. We were 20 minutes from h...
i anxiously waited by the front door in a pair of tight jean shorts and a bra, straining my ears for the crunch of tires on the gravel driveway. i dared not look out the window for fear of punishment when Mistress finally got there. i did not want Her to see me peeking. When i finally heard Her car coming down the drive, my pussy spasmed and i could feel the...