Fiction - Page 1589

Author's note: This is part 2 of the story, so you might want to read part 1 first. This story is fictional. All the names have been changed to avoid any similarity there could be with real events

The Canoe Trip Chris paddled at a slow stead pace. The canoe slipped through the water with only the slightest whisper of it's passing. He and Jessie slid through the backwaters silently watching the world around them

It was early morning as I strolled along the beach, sandals carried in my hand. Lazily, I kicked at the sand, it was the finest and softest sand, I had ever seen. The sun had already begun to warm

“GET YOUR FRESH PIG-CHICK-OOSE RIGHT HERE!” Eddy stands in the middle of the cul-de-sac behind a Homemade Stand. It’s part of another one of his scams in action, and this Thanksgiving he’s cooked up something special

"I wanna fuck you like a dog," Tina hissed, her voice slurred and dreamlike. No one heard her say that. She was alone in her small bedroom, laying naked in the dark, staring at the ceiling

This is my first story ever that I'm publishing. I've been lurking around here for some years already but just now I found the right inspiration. This was supposed to be little test how the audience reacts to my text but I think it got little bit out of hand

Things changed quickly after that first spanking (yes, there were more). Elizabeth wasn’t playing around, she wouldn’t hold back and was relentless every time she spanked me

Chapter 1 I never thought that something like this would even happen. I mean – there are some cheesy, unbelievable romance novels and sitcoms that have some pretty “wacky” situations. But I have never actually heard of or seen anything like the situation I am in right now

There is this liquor store in the mall where I usually do my shopping for groceries. I’ve been coming in there for several years every now and then to buy my booze. Most of the time when I came in the store, there was the same lady behind the counter, who really attracted my attention

(The sequel to Spring Break Broke My Heart) By rutger5 (An Original Story - Copyright2012) It took me a while to find parking near the Katz residence but in Borough Park that’s to be expected I guess

Friday nights are always dull for me, my father was very over protective and thought Friday nights were for drunken slappers and old perverts, well that was his excuse for making my curfew seven o'clock. I was 17, not 7, but try explaining that to him

Part 16: I pushed open my bedroom door and a crowd of girls rushed me. “Master!” they all yelled in impatience. “Sorry, girls, sorry, I had to get our last member.” Neija, clinging to my arm, gave a sheepish smile. “Sorry

This is a short Stand alone spin off from my domination series. I'll try to do one between each sequel. After this short story comes the first sequel to lost in her eyes. It will be called Divided

Futa's Wild Passion Chapter Eight: Futa's Mother & Daughter Delight By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this! “She's my friend!” Pita howled as she faced the sight she'd found in the upstairs bathroom of her house

>>>>>> Sara stayed for the weekend, placing many of her new clothes in what had been Daisy’s closet and dresser. Neither of us had discussed her moving in with me, but it was in process none the less. I certainly had no objection

THE BLIND GIRL IN THE SNOW Part 1. Another December. A different year. "Where is that wife of yours?" Janet hugged herself as she stood waiting next to the carrier on this bitterly cold Friday morning deep in the heart of Winter

Panties for Sale? Chapter 8 When we finally pulled into the mall parking lot I had been thinking something over. I was young enough sure, in my mid-thirties, but as far as my body was concerned I wasn't thirteen anymore and there were limits

My mom Megan, 31, felt she was not performing in bed very well. She didn’t get dad, who was way older, turned on anymore. She didn’t want dad to stray to another woman so she went to the Doctor

Chapter Nine: "Ungggh! No, Henry, please stop fucking me! My son's going to come home! You don't want my son to catch you fucking me, do you?" "I don't care," Henry grunted. "Move your hot little ass, Mrs. Wayne!" They were in her bedroom now

Back to Sara's point of view in this part. She's still remembering the past few weeks so this is still her memories. She finally crawled out of bed at 11 o'clock and made her way to the kitchen for some breakfast. As she made her toast she thought about the night before