CHAPTER 1 Ralph de Clune stood waiting with his beautifully groomed wife Yvonne in the airport terminal looking at incoming passengers for Adele de Clune, sole survivor of her family Ralph's brother James and wife and their two other children were killed in a helicopter crash. Yvonne and Ralph had spent a day in London with Adele after the funeral but she...
Copyright 2009 by madengineer3 This story is pure fiction. Any similarities in names and places are purely coincidental. The story starts in the late 1950s. To quote MrRobbur: "No words were harmed in the writing of this story." For me, high school was a very bad experience. I wasn't rich, wasn't an athlete, was a bit on the heavy side, and wasn't the sh...
Let's get the introductions out of the way. Leo and Yvonne Bridgeport have been married just over ten years. They meet all the criteria for this kind of story—both good looking, both take care of themselves, etc. They have two boys, Sammy (8) and Roy (6). They both work and have good paying jobs and both their parents live within an hour of them so the grand...
Saturday 11th October 2003 Wow... yvonne came round this afternoon... i love her visits now, though i still get nervous... i can't believe she wants to do those things with me... but i'm not complaining... and Master says its okay so no worries... i have to get permission off Him though and that means He speaks to Yvonne too before the meetings and lets her...
I had been dating Yvonne for about two weeks, when I first spoke to Diane, Yvonne's best friend from childhood. They were both of Cape Verdean descent and their families had migrated to the US when they were children. Now, they were both in their early forties. They were so close that I soon found out that they had absolutely no secrets from one another. NOT...
"This'll do," sighed Yvonne as she lifted the saddle from gray horse. He was watching the river beyond eagerly. With a grunt he trotted off the river's edge. Even now tears dared to be let go as Yvonne prepared for the night. She had spent nearly the entire day riding and her legs were sore and raw it seemed. She would not marry him though no matter the cost...
My name is James and I've enjoyed reading Playboy, Penthouse, OUI, Hustler and any other similar magazine that I could find since I was about 15 years old. The majority of the magazines I obtained were found in dumpsters at apartments, however I bought some of them at convenience stores. At first I only wanted to see the pictures, but over the years I have f...
Yvonne finished up with her last client at six in the evening, and then stayed behind and wrote her progress notes concerning the counseling session. When she was done twenty minutes later, she left the clinic and biked to her apartment near Lake Merritt. After taking a shower, she wrote some more client notes for the people she saw during the past week. E...
(This is the continuation of an ongoing story about two work associates travelling to Amsterdam on business. The primary characters are real, but the story is total fantasy. It's best to start at the beginning. Enjoy, and send me your comments. Don't forget to vote.) * After recovering from our mini orgy in the cubes at the dance club, we returned to the t...
A couple of days later, after Bruce had left for work in the morning, Yvonne found herself up in her bedroom going through the daily ritual and specific tasks for the day that Karen had laid out for her. She started out by anointing herself with ginger scented oil, which had the by now usual effect on her cunt. She took some of the arousal cream that Karen h...