Just then, as the girls were pleasing themselves, Mr. Lodge was exercising one of his white stallion, ‘Sir Lancelot,’ with a ride through the woods. He thought that he had spied something near the pond, and so he pulled on the reins and dropped down to investigate. What greeted him was a sight that he
“So you really want me to pose for you?” you said. Light and joking, but seemingly with a touch of nervousness. “I’d love that.” I said. “It’s just I’ve never done anything like that before.” “Well, I haven’t either. I mean, sketched a real person, in the flesh. I mean, yes, in an art class
In my previous story, “Debby Becomes A Slut” I told the true story of how I was seduced into being a slut. The story isn’t finished yet, as I’m still being exposed to different sex adventures. This adventure is about how my boyfriend Bill gets me gang banged for the first (but not last) time.
We wake up in each others arms. Rolling over and whispering “Good Morning” in your ear, I quickly give you a little kiss. Then I slip out of bed and into the bathroom. Leaving the door to the bathroom open I quickly slip into the shower. You watch me as I wash my hair, and
I sold beautiful curiosities in my shop, so it was only fitting that one walked in. However, it was not an antiques shop. My merchandise was a living example of years of human manipulation in enhancing specific genetic traits in fish. I stocked common goldfish, black goldfish supposed to guard the family home from bad
Just because I’m going to Bangkok, doesn’t mean I’ll … Since he was talking to himself Fred didn’t need to complete the sentence. His internal dialogue consisted mostly of such snippets: loath the exploitation of women … anyway have a relationship … whatever that means … at least think I do … giving it an
This was absolutely the last straw. The last couple of times Billy got beaten up at his junior high school, there was really not much I could do. Children can be awfully cruel, and aside from advising him to stay out of the troublemakers’ way (and failing that, try to reason with his harassers), I
“NNNNNnnngggg!” The object which used to be Daisy Fulton let out a desperate, incoherent grunt that sounded more animal than human. In fact, Daisy hadn’t been close to human in a long time. Not since her last year of high school, when Mama had gotten so terribly sick and had to go into the nursing
Thank you for all your messages and encouragement, please read the previous parts so you can enjoy this better… We got dressed and closed the room with a DND tag hanging headed for the hotel reception. We met the same manager (John) who was smiling at us while constantly staring at Rekha. He also apologized
By the time I was twenty years of age, I really wanted desperately to become a Broadway actress, but, instead, like a lot of other girls, I became a fulltime waitress and worked the tourist tables at Emilio’s down in the Village. Then I got to be lucky and was living with a nice guy,
For the last month, an itch has built between my thighs. Ever since my younger half-sister, Alicia, rode our brother’s cock in the middle of the cafeteria, hiding her activity by looking like a cute, little girl sitting innocently on her big brother’s lap, my lusts were inflamed. I always had an exhibitionist streak. I
Julie had a miscarriage three months after returning from our week holiday in Turkey. To this day I will never know who had made her pregnant me or the young boys or the filthy old men. Since money was tight we decided to advertise in the local university paper for a lodger, to help pay
“Come here, I wanna talk to you,” Vicky instructed. He walked over and sat next to her on the sofa, hoping that the tone he detected in her voice was not anything to be concerned about. “D’you remember where you said you went to lunch Wednesday of last week?” she queried. “Uhh, not really, that
Hey guys I’m Gabrielle! I’m a white woman age 20 who has just had a black baby. I love him dearly and wouldn’t change anything, but the circumstances could have been better. I thought your readers might be interested in how I got pregnant in the first place… it’s a pretty different story. I went
Amy made macaroni and cheese for dinner and I went into the den and started work on the Sunday supplement article that was due on Monday. Evening came and, when I went into the livingroom for a break, Amy, Valerie and Mike were all huddled on the couch playing Nintendo. I could see the colored