There exists a number of international corporate (private) prisons that were built and are owned by a bio-tech company for the incarceration of big breasted women; or small breasted women who were forced to have large bra cup sizes via surgery once they were committed to one of the penitentiaries within the organized corporate prison system. Queen Jezebel...
REMINDER: I write long stories. Many chapters don't have naughty bits, but those that do will be more fun if you read the others, too! Also, although TT2 is a stand-alone novel, it takes place in the same family as Texas Trio, so you might want to read that first! --Stefanie --:--:--:--:--:--:-- Becky had only seen Mr. Easton twice from a distance since th...
Collecting his drink from the barista, Cole sat down at a table near the door and waited for Zara to arrive. It had only been four months since she had dumped him for his longest friend, and he still thought about ripping her pants off and thrusting himself into her every day. As he waited, he thought about why she had called the meeting. Did she want to ge...
(Note: This is a two chapter story with both chapters here. I hope you enjoy this adventure across the thin line of reality and fantasy.) * I hadn't been to New York City in over twenty years, and in fact, rarely leave my cabin in Maine for any cities. I shop at a local food co-op in our small town, pick up mail a the post office, sometimes get a bowl of s...
Thursday morning I arrived at work a little before 8 am, with a smile on my face. The night before with Joan had been better than anything I could have possibly imagined. I had a mountain of work to get through, but still my thoughts kept running back to what had happened just a few short hours before. Between getting through all the emails that I had to an...
6-4-15 Rituals Back And Forth The teakettle on the stove was just on the brink of boiling, little wisps of steam beginning to leak from the spout. Perfect. The girl pulled the smaller ceramic teapot out from under the running hot water in the sink and replaced it with his cup, letting it warm while she dried the outside of the pot with a dish towel. No...
In the pale moonlight of an early December dawn, Henry Chambers was deep fucking his panting wife for the third time that night. Prudence lay eagerly beneath her husband as he pummeled her well ploughed furrow with the urgent stabbings of an oncoming spend. His sweat laden face was pressed against her right cheek as she urged him on in their animalistic pass...
Danny's wife offered me coffee as she explained that my best friend was out of town. I'd known of his trip but had forgotten. It was Monday night and I was here for the usual football game and beers. Michelle tolerated me. She was slightly suspicious, I think, of my single lifestyle and my influence over Danny. To tell the truth, we did not get along; we wer...
World Cup fever was running rampart. Cars drove down the street flying their favorite nationality flags. My husband Rick had planned a "World Cup Party" for the guys to watch the final game on out big screen TV. He had invited fifteen of his buddies and spared no expense to entertain them while they watched the match. The Recreation room bar was well stoc...
Jack was always late for work. He hated his Boss, the Big Bitch as he liked to call her, with big tits who wore tight pencil skirts. She always got what she wanted, especially from Jack, an average loser working a full time office job and catering to her needs all day. Jack knew if he was late again he was fucked. He usually stopped at Starbucks to get them...