"Daddy, when are you going to fuck your little girl?" Dale's grip tightened on the phone and he glanced fitfully at his office door. Katie's voice purred over the phone and he imagined she was curling herself over her bedsheets. When he said nothing he heard her give a curious growl. "Daddy, she needs your big cock. God. God, daddy, please come soon." It...
His sister was beaten up and physically violated and now he wants retribution on her behalf. The man got away with it because he was rich. Will the agency help him? They have the facilities. They have the means. They can do what he wants. Will they do it? Or will they turn him down? This story is about justice. There is no scene in this story of the sister...
As the candles in the room flickered so did Joe Palmer's heart. Candi Palmer his daughter-in-law kissed him warmly, rolling her tongue inside his cheeks. He hadn't French kissed anyone in the last fifteen years since his wife Maggie died from cancer. The thought of her came flooding back. Guilt too had a precense. Still, his daughter-in-law's sensual allur...
CHAPTER 1 The slightly over-weight thirty-something (actually thirty) brunette with arresting near-luminous eyes was working hard in the office gym when Riley Lewis from her office entered as she lifted light weights, feet on the floor and stretched back on the padded bench. "Gosh Micki your crotch is almost dripping and look at the pool under your breasts...
Jakewho's at his best IMO. Real characters, with real moral values, real troubles, and real solutions. Jake is in not such good health, but does read your comments from time to time. Contrary to some persons opinion, I do not rewrite Jake's stories. I correct minor errors, and try to straighten out spacing and punctuation and such to meet with LE guideline....
"Would you like to play a game?" appeared on her phone. "Number unknown," flashed on her phone. Her automatic response took over and she swiped the "decline" icon. The next morning, while at work, her phone buzzed, "Would you like to play a game?" She was buried in tedious paperwork, a typical day when you are a junior accountant. Bored out of her mind,...
People always tell you to be yourself. And you should. But not for the sentimental reasons you see splashed across some nymphette's Instagram feed. No, you need to live your life your way because whatever life you live, you have to live it. Whatever fallout comes from the actions you take, you have to deal with them. If you let other people make your decisio...
Dear Shoeblossom Deuce, my second son is finally beating me at Ping-Pong. The ball flies over my head! When I was a kid the balls were just white, but now they come in neon orange! Deuce looks relieved, I wonder why. Is it because I have always punished him, taking his pants down and spanking him hard with my paddle when I beat him at table tennis...what a...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Karan is a 5 foot 9 Indian boy. He had little hair and lacked a belly and muscles. The doctors said it was due to a lack of hormones. It made him a bit insecure but as he had just turned 19 he wanted to get some work experience so asked his uncle he lived by himself, and who worke...
"Jesus, Spider, what a freak you are." Millisande snorted as she watched her poor husband strutting uncomfortably across the bedroom. She stepped up to the big man in the little pink frock and she twisted his right nipple, watching with pleasure as he winced. "Millie, please, it hurts." "It should hurt, a little bitch faggot like you needs a little hurtin...