Fiction - Page 589

Joe stretches as he walks out of the classroom, finally he is done with the last subject, now for a week or so to rest out and then start hunting for a summer job

John was 33 and had been through a rough divorce that was final about nine months ago. There was a horrible fight over their eight year old daughter Kaylee

Thank you for all the positive votes for Pts 1&2. Hope enjoy this one and will continue to vote positive. If you haven't read chapters one and two this story won't make a lot of sense to you. It was him. There's one thing for certain in this world, "some people never learn

William Sisterson wasn't just your average hardworking inbred boy from rural Southern United States, no sir. His father had named him William, who was educated enough to know that William was the proper form of Bill, and Bill was a good, strong name, a respectable name

I couldn’t speak when I found her. My aunt was in her bedroom and, despite my enthusiasm and flaming desire, my nerve failed when I saw her. When I arrived, holding my jeans up at my waist, Aunt Janet was dabbing at the mess on her skirt

At 19 years old Leah has been brought up "correctly" by her well off family, attended a private school and now has her first job working in admin for a local solicitor. Her life is just about to spin out of control

I stayed home from college, safe In the knowledge that I was alone in the house - or so I thought… I was straight into my schoolie outfit - white blouse, skirt, tie, and some white 40den semi-opaque tights. A bit of make-up on my face and my hair in pigtails completed my look

There is a strong storm going on outside. The wind blowing weak limbs off of trees and sending them crashing to the ground with a loud thud. Only being blocked out by the louder sound of thunder that seems to shake the very foundation of the house

Indian Tea Vera hoisted her bag with her yoga outfit over her shoulder as she walked out of the gym. She had been teaching all night. She pulled the hair tie out of her red curls and shook her head, the curls dangling over her shoulder

Please comment, If you will. I enjoy all criticism, good or bad. Enjoy. 2:45 am Derrick layed silently in his unkempt twin sized bed. His legs and arms flayed in every direction as he let out a deep, long sigh. It had been two months since he'd seen his dad

I'm scared. I dont remember what happend. All I know is I was heading out for work and when I turned to lock my door something blinded me and there was a funny smell. Now I'm here lying down, I think on bed. Its dark. There's something covering my eyes. I can't move my arms

I've never been what I'd consider very bold when it comes to "making moves" on other people. Certainly not like my friend that had sex with a girl while several other people watched. That would be very hot, actually, but I'd never initiate that

U really look like da fool. Watch who u callin a fool, Half-dolllar ain’t no fool. Man dat White Bitch made U look lik won, dats fo sho. Everyon talk about da video at da race, she turned away from U when U tried to kiss her. Fuck dat, NO Hole gonna do dat, NO

This is revised since I failed to double check my work the first time. Hope you all enjoy. What a wife and Son Deserve Son’s starting point: It was late afternoon. Mom was on the back porch with a romance novel in front of her face

The World's First Futa – Futa's Wild Day Chapter One: Futa's First Teacher By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 My young wife, only twenty-three years old compared to my forty-eight, sucked on my futa-dick with such hunger