The Summer Ill Never Forget 4 1 A Trip In Town
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Day 7
Steph woke up, sort of, after her long night of partying like she had never partied before. She laid in bed for what felt like forever fearful that she might have a hangover from hell. After a little while of just laying there in bed she decided to get up. As she got up her head was pounding like someone were tattooing the inside of head while the whole cast of ‘The Lord of Dance’ were doing a tap number on her temples. She didn’t fully get up from the bed just yet but held her head in the cradle of her hands just hoping her head would stop pounding. She didn’t know exactly where she was for a few moments because her hand was pounding so hard she didn’t take in the time to survey her surroundings to see where she was. For all she knew she was still at the Rockler estate.
That thought quickly dissipated, as a familiar aroma appeared that she fully recognized, Amanda’s special espresso blend. The aroma told her that she was back at Amanda’s grotto. At least that’s what she hoped the aroma told her. She looked over her shoulder to see if the masked man was laying in bed beside her and to fully survey her surroundings.
She saw that she was indeed in her bed that she was staying in while visiting with Amanda. And her bed was completely alone only her. Steph tried to remember what all happened last night but something hit her. She needed to use the bathroom really badly. She quickly sprinted to the bathroom that was adjacent to her bedroom and slid to the toilet barely making it in time before she would piss herself.
After a few moments of using the bathroom and feeling a few pounds lighter, Steph got up to see her reflection in the mirror and notice two things. One there was all sorts of bruises and lash marks all over her body from last night’s bondage parade. She could have sworn that all that got marked up was the backside of her body not her front.
Oh well she thought to herself they were welcomed badges of honor. The second thing she noticed was that her body hurt like hell and not from the hangover. Sure the hangover sucked but her breasts hurt and felt completely swollen. Her nipples were still standing at full attention.
Her hips hurt something fierce like they were turned into dust from how hard she was being banged last night. Her pussy hurt but felt satisfied at least. It wasn’t yelling at her for attention. That was a first and a welcomed first at that. She was getting tired of her pussy being on a constant rage for dick. Took her a few moments to survey all the damage to her body before she finally decided to go downstairs.
First she needed to get dressed at the very least. She quickly threw on a thong, a pair of Tennessee Basketball shorts, and put on her cameo tank from Tennessee.
Steph slowly made her way down the stairs to the main kitchen where the wonderful aroma was coming from. She felt like she needed a wheelchair because her legs weren’t really obeying her. This sucked. Note to self do not fuck like ever again. Even though she had to admit having an orgasm that huge to knock her right out was the best in the world. But the after effects weren’t all the fun.
After what felt like twenty minutes of trying to get downstairs she finally made it. She hobbled into the kitchen to see Amanda sitting on the bar stool reading a book and sipping on her coffee. Amanda was just wearing an over sized white t-shirt with nothing on underneath it. Oh well it wasn’t like she was checking Amanda out but it wasn’t that hard to notice. The white shirt was practically see through. Amanda’s hair was all messed up. Steph could tell the look it was the same as her. Amanda’s hairstyle said bed head with a combination of sex hair. At least Steph knew Amanda had fun like her last night. She wondered exactly how much fun compared to her did Amanda actually have.
Amanda didn’t look from her book, “Sorry I poured the last cup of coffee for myself seeing how you over slept like I did. I have another one brewing now. It should be done in a few moments.”
Steph looked at the coffee machine and saw that it was indeed brewing. From the smell it wouldn’t be too much longer.
“No worries. It’s not like I’m in a rush. While I’m waiting I guess I should at least have a cup of water. I feel a little dehydrated.” Steph walked around and filled a glass full of water and proceeded to chug it.
Amanda giggled, “I take it you had some fun last night?”
Steph without looking at Amanda could tell she was smiling. Steph sighed, “Yeah I had fun last night. I have the marks to prove it.”
Amanda just laughed out loud, “Trust me you are not the only one.”
Amanda took off her shirt showing off to Steph her brand new marks that were all over her naked body. Steph turned around to look at Amanda to see all sorts of marks all over Amanda’s naked body.
At first she notice nice long slashes along Amanda’s abdomen like the person hit her with a wicker stick or a whip. Nice those either hurt to where it’s not sexual anymore or it’s just perfect to make your lower region just drip and drip. Next she saw some bruising around Amanda’s breasts and nipples like someone had clamps on her nipples and had her breasts tied up. Once again those either turn you off or turn you on depending if you are into it. Tying her breasts Steph never really cared for but she loved having her nipples punished.
Steph saw the marks all over Amanda’s back and legs looks like the marks of a cat of nine tails from the looks of it because they were the same marks along her ass and lower back. Amanda’s pussy lips looked completely swollen like someone had a vacuum on it for a little bit. Steph knows that feeling always made her feel like a virgin again because her pussy was so tight someone could put their pinkie finger up her and it felt like they stuck three fingers in her. Those were fun and sucked all in the same moment. Also very hard to explain without doing it, the analogy that she thought up was probably the best way to explain it to anyone that wanted to try it.
Steph smiled, “I have to admit those marks are nice. Just like these marks are nice.”
Steph lifted her shirt and Amanda put her fingers all over some of her marks. She could hear Amanda chuckle as she lightly touched each mark. As if knowing each mark that was on Steph’s body. When Amanda’s finger touched a certain part of her body that had a mark that Amanda was unsure of what could make that mark. Steph would turn around or use a mirror to figure out which mark she was talking about and answer what would make that mark. Like the hot wax marks that were too close together. Or a short whip with a rubber ball that was always fun. Stuff like that. Most of the marks she knew. Others she was completely clueless on.
The two compared marks with each other and was about to tell each other their story of how the marks exactly came about. That was until a knock came on the door. Both of them nearly jumped out of their skins. As soon as both of them put on their clothes back on from showing each other their sex scars, Amanda opened the door.
Steph was looking at Amanda because she froze at the door just looking out at the person just standing there. She could tell it was a guy because the look on Amanda’s face was just priceless.
“I’m sorry I must be at the wrong house. Is this the Parker estate?” came from the other side of the door.
Steph watched Amanda as she barely nodded her head. The voice to Steph sounded somewhat familiar but couldn’t exactly tell from where.
“Ok good. I don’t think it’s often when a beautiful woman opens a door like that for me. Would Stephanie be up to greeting me?”
Steph continued to watch Amanda she could almost see Amanda’s jaw completely open and nearly at the point of drooling. Once again Amanda simply nodded but finally snapped back to attention as his words finally hit her like she was slapped in the face.
Amanda turned to Steph, “Steph there is another gorgeous man here for you.”
Steph was curious as to who could be here for her. As she approached the door she saw the look on Amanda’s face like she was completely jealous of her for having so many male callers for her. When she finally reached the door to see who was there for her she was completely surprised.
In the doorway a man stood there. He was at least 6’1’’ maybe 180lbs. His brown hair was short and slicked back. He had a full brown beard. She nearly didn’t recognize the man standing there with a huge smile on his face that felt warm and loving.
“IANTO!!!” Sprinting to the man appearing to be her brother nearly tackling him to where he nearly lost his balance and fell down with Steph in his arms. He dropped the box he was holding along with his two duffel bags that he had slinged over his shoulder. But eventually he did fall on his butt with Steph in his arms just laughing.
“Ianto?” came from Amanda completely flabbergasted.
The man laughing with Steph in his arms, “Now sis, how many times have I told you to call me Nate in front of other people?”
Steph looked up at ‘Nate’ with tears in her eyes, “Sorry I got caught up in the moment, bro.”
Steph picked herself up and helped her brother up from the ground.
“Oh where are my manners, Amanda this is my brother Ianto. Commonly known as Nate. Nate this is my best friend and roommate Amanda Parker.”
Nate still laughing brushed himself off and stuck out his hand towards Amanda, “Pleased I’m sure. Anyone that can handle my little sis here is a friend indeed. I feel sorry for you though.”
He continued to chuckle as Steph quickly punched him in the side before Amanda could retrieve the offer of a hand to shake.
Nate quickly grabbed his side from his little sister’s punch and was still chuckling, “Geez whatever happened to your famous humor little kegel.”
Again Steph punched him in the other side that he wasn’t protecting, “Oh funny real funny. I’ll remember that when your birthday comes up.”
Nate continued to laugh in the walkway of the door. Steph looked over to see Amanda still wide eyed not saying much but just looking Nate up and down.
“Come let’s get your stuff inside and you can catch us up to what all you have been up and why you are here?”
Steph quickly grabbed one the duffel bags and the box that he was holding before she elegantly tackled him off his feet. Nate just simply nodded while continued to laugh and grabbed his other bag. Steph and Nate were finally able to get inside of the house from the cold day. Weird how it was in the middle of summer yet it was nice and cool outside in the afternoon sun. As Nate dropped his bag next to the entrance and walked over to where the sofa was and flopped down on the sofa. Steph did the same dropping the other duffel bag and box with the other bag. As she turned around from dropping such a heavy bag she saw Amanda was already sitting on the other side of the sofa. Steph shrugged her shoulders Amanda could take Nate for all she cared.
‘Would you like something to drink Nate?’
Nate turned around on the sofa to face Steph, ‘I would love something juice if you have it. Thanks darlin’.’
Steph nearly wanted to throw a glass at Nate’s head, ‘Umm. Nate I’m not one of your little girl toys.”
Nate nearly flinched at the statement, “Please sis force of habit. You understand, I promise it won’t happen again.’
Steph gave him her best pirate look at him, ‘Or???’
Nate sighed, ‘Or I’ll let you smack me in the back of the head.’
Even Amanda chuckled at that. Steph quickly smiled at Amanda, ‘How about you sweetie? Do you want me to top you off?’
Amanda waved her hand at Steph, ‘No, just bring me what is left in the cup I had. I’ll be fine with whatever is left in the cup. Just help yourself to the remaining coffee.’
She turned to Nate and smiled, ‘I find too much coffee makes me too jittery.’
Steph could tell that Amanda was trying to flirt with Nate. Steph chuckled to herself silently. If Amanda thought that one night with her was amazing wait until Nate got his hands on her literally. She shrugged to herself and filled up a cup of apple juice for Nate. Filled a coffee cup with Amanda’s special espresso blend for herself. She situated all three cups in one arm and walked over to the sofa to hand Nate and Amanda their drinks.
Steph finally sat on the other sofa so she could catch up with Nate while Amanda undressed him her eyes. Secretly Steph laughed to herself because if Amanda thought that Steph had one hell of a sex drive wait until Nate beds her. Oh well.
‘So Nate you never told me why you came all the way up here?’
Nate smiled at Amanda and turned to Steph, ‘Now is that any way to talk to your brother?’ he cocked his head to her with a big smile.
She narrowed her eyes at him, ‘Ianto!’
She could see Nate narrow his shoulders, ‘Fine. I’m here because I wanted to see you. Plus I just got done with another one of books so I have like a month before I have to go on tour for it. So here I am visiting my little sis before the next time I can see her again is next year.’ Steph just wanted to mock him but decided against it, instead she just smiled at the sentiment.
Steph watched as Nate reached over from his side and lightly walked his fingers up Amanda’s leg until his hand went under her shirt. Steph didn’t let him finish with what he was about to do, “So Nate,” snapping his attention from what he was going to do to back to her and caught Amanda sigh like she wanted to reach over the sofa and smack Steph for interrupting him. She took a sip of her coffee, thinking finally she was getting her much needed coffee it didn’t take long before the effects hit her.
“So are you going to spend you’re entire month here or just a part of it.”
Nate looked at her for a moment as if contemplating his options. Steph knew exactly what he was contemplating on whether him staying here will give him a ton of pussy or at least Amanda’s pussy until it was time to ship off for his book signing that he had to do right after each book was released to the public.
“I haven’t quite decided just yet kegel. But I will let you know when I have decided.”
Once Nate called her kegel she instantly gave him her pirate look. “You know I hate it when you call me kegel, Ianto.”
Nate laughed at her, “Hey it’s either ‘Kegel’ or ‘Fluffy’. Take your pick sis.”
Once again Steph glared at him not answering his question.
Amanda finally chimed into the conversation, “Why do you call her those two names?”
Nate looked over at Steph and she glared at him hoping that he wouldn’t tell her why he called her those names. Nate laughed, “You know if I tell you those names I think I will have to hide in your room so you can protect me from her.”
Amanda looked at her and she could tell that her face was completely red at those names.
Please god just kill me now she simply thought to herself.
Amanda just smiled and looked back at Nate. She put her finger in her hair trying to act all innocent, “We’ll see darling.”
Nate just laughed even harder, “Well me and my brothers when Steph here turned 16, we signed her up for Kegel muscle exercise classes as a joke.”
Amanda just looked at Nate like a deer in headlights. Steph took a sip of her coffee and put her head in her hands she knew that she was going to be embarrassed. Nate catching on to Steph just poured it on, “Anyways after we signed her up for the kegel classes as a joke we started calling her Kegel because of it and it sort of stuck. We all laugh about it now, of course we don’t dare say it in front of mom and pop.”
He continued to laugh while Steph decided to see if there was a hiding hole inside the sofa. Amanda smiled at the story, “Ok Kegel I really don’t get that one,”
Steph immediately thought to herself thank god for that one.
”What about ‘Fluffy’?”
Nate just started to boom with laughter like he couldn’t get enough as Steph continued to bury her face in her hands in between taking nice helpings of her coffee.
‘Well to tell the story right. Our beautiful Steph here just got done with her first sexual encounter with her first boyfriend. How old were you again when you lost your magical v shirt there ‘Fluffy’,’ both Nate and Amanda turned their attention to her.
Steph was sure her face had gone complete beat red, a lobster would be pale compared to the current color of red she was wearing at this moment, ’16.’
Nate snapped his fingers, ‘That’s right. Anyways she was with her 2nd boyfriend, my best friend’s little brother Jason I think it was, were making out in her bedroom. Normally our parents won’t let us have girlfriends or boyfriends over at any time of day unless it were to study under their supervision. And trust me it was interesting back then to talk one’s girlfriend into a hand job with your parents keeping a close eye on us. Those were always hilarious. You could always tell when one of us were trying that by the look on the girls face while the rest of us tried not to laugh.’
Amanda interrupted him in his story obviously interested in the telling with a sly smile on her face, ‘And how many times were you able to pull that feat off?’
Once again Nate was laughing, ‘Not as many times as my brothers were able to pull it off. If I had to guess maybe at least four or five times.’
Steph obviously tired of the conversation, ‘And let’s not forget the time you were able to talk mom and pop into letting you and Samantha study human anatomy in your bed room so she wouldn’t be scared of answering such questions that would be on the ‘test’ in front of our parents and then proceeding to bang her for everything she was worth.’
Nate started laughing again, ‘Ah yes. Lassie she was a good girl.’
Amanda interjected into the conversation, ‘Lassie?’
Nate just looked back at Amanda with a sly smile, ‘She was a screamer.’
Both Nate and Steph were laughing at the comment as Amanda just looked at them with a blank look. Nate just smiled back at her, ‘Amanda my dear are you a screamer in the sack?’
Before Amanda could answer the question Steph quickly answered, ‘Ah Nate my dear brother don’t tell me you are intrigued with our now blushing host?’ Steph could tell Amanda was trying to hide the fact that she was blushing.
‘Anyways where was I with my story?’ Nate looked around at both obviously lost in his train of thought.
Steph was replaying the memories of past events she could feel herself becoming hot and bothered. She looked down to see that in fact her nipples were indeed hard and her pussy felt extremely wet. Note to self she was going to have to change her panties after they broke for something hopefully it would be soon because even though she felt her pussy getting wet she also felt her clit beginning to vibrate. Great this shit again. Like her hips didn’t feel like dust already to deter her from having sex again.
‘I believe you were talking about our Steph and her 2nd boy toy Jason,’ Amanda said obviously trying to get to the funny part of the story.
Steph quickly took a drink from her coffee and found it completely empty. Great she thought to herself but what could she do about it. Amanda obviously seeing Steph trying to drink the last drop of her coffee, ‘Oh Steph, if you want more coffee the machine is all ready to make another pot all you need to is turn it on and wait like five minutes and it should be ready.’
That was the only thing she needed to hear she sprang from the cushions like there was a spring under her ass. She rushed forward into the kitchen and flipped the switch to turn on the coffee maker to make some more of that elusive brew. ‘Is there anyway I can talk you out of another glass of juice there, Fluffy?’ Nate slightly chuckled as he held up his glass and all she wanted to do was smack the back of his head for that comment. However, if the roles were reversed she would probably do the same thing.
She picked up his glass and asked Amanda, ‘How about you dear?’ Amanda just smiled at her, ‘Same as your brother just some juice.’
A few moments later Steph returned with their drinks, she returned to the kitchen just in time for the coffee to be ready. Steph returned just in time for Nate to continue his story about her even though she wished she could excuse herself so she could play with herself to get her pussy from talking to her for attention or at least change her panties. Maybe take a nice bath with Amanda’s special bath soap. She failed to notice that Nate’s hand was up Amanda’s shirt and cupped around her breast while Amanda was stilling there with a nice huge smile on her face.
Steph snapped back to attention when Nate spoke again, ‘Glad you could return sunshine because I don’t want to miss the look on your face when I finish this story.’
Steph just glared at him with her pirate look.
‘There’s the look I was looking for.’ Nate laughed again, ‘Now where was I again…’
‘Jason…’ Amanda said with a nice giggle as Nate’s hand was still cupped on her breast.
Jesus Amanda he isn’t even here for less than a day and you are giving him an invitation to your Sistine chapel. Oh well.
Nate slapped his knee with his free hand, ‘That’s right Jason. Well anyways little miss here snuck Jason into her bedroom in the middle of the night like she had been doing for the last few weeks. None of us knew otherwise until one night I decided to wake up in the middle of the night. As I approached her bedroom on my way to the bathroom, I heard some strange noises coming from her bedroom. Me being the curious person that I am I decided to take a peak to see what was going on.’
Nate took a break from the story to take a drink from his glass and looked at Amanda, which even Steph could tell that Amanda was hanging onto every word of the story that Nate was telling.
‘Before I could even open the door the smell of sex instantly hit my face. At first I was going to break open the door and scare the crap of Jason not to mention wake up everyone and embarrass the shit out of our little Steph here. Before I could make the move to break down the door. What do I hear but a faint whisper from Jason in the room.’
Nate lowered his voice to simulate what Jason said that night, ‘Honey, I can’t go any longer I’m spent.’
Nate waited for Amanda to digest what was going on.
Amanda was definitely hanging onto the story, ‘So what did you do?’
Amanda was paying much attention that she now had her head in his lap and his hand moved from her breast and was now fully cupped on her ass. Steph almost wanted to laugh but thank god those two were off in their own little world to notice that Steph had been lightly playing with herself under her Tennessee basketball shorts as Nate was retelling the story as she imagined that she was actually there.
‘Well before I could react to anything at all I hear Steph in the same low tone. ‘Oh the hell you are.’ With that line I was definitely intrigued. So now I definitely have to find out what is going on. So I every quietly open the door to her room and peak my head in can you imagine what I see?’
Nate stopped for Amanda to answer. She looked at him for a few moments and thought about the question along with thinking whom they were exactly talking about…Steph.
After a few moments Amanda answered to the question, ‘I don’t know probably gave him a blow job.’
Nate smiled, ‘Exactly.”
“I see my little sister giving my best friend’s little brother a blowjob. At first, I thought to myself I was going to put a stop to this right after I take some screwdrivers and pluck out my eyeballs. The entire time I’m watching this I see the look on his face as he is begging her to stop what she was doing. After a few moments she came back up for two items put them on his dick to continue to fuck him for everything he had which was like two sessions ago from the look on his face.’ Nate stopped to laugh as if recalling the memory.
‘After that I started calling her Fluffy like a person would do to get a male porn star hard again for the next scene when Viagra wasn’t working anymore.’
With the story ended Amanda shot out from Nate’s lap and just looked at her, “You are just a whore aren’t you.”
Steph barely had time to get her hand out from her basketball shorts.
Steph collected her thoughts because she was nearly at the height of an orgasm. Fucking bitch wouldn’t you know it seems like something was always in the way lately making her not climax right when she wanted to.
After a few seconds Steph found her thoughts on what to say, “Ok first of all, me and the first guy broke up for two weeks before Jason and I got together. I recently lost my virginity to him just before I got with Jason. Secondly after I lost my virginity I was constantly horny. They were lucky I didn’t run away to become a prostitute. Thirdly Jason challenged me that men had a higher sex drive than a woman. So that night I snuck him in and tested his boast. The count during that Night, I was at 12 orgasms and him at 4 orgasms when Nate came into the room that night. The fourth one was questionable. And his dick was the biggest one I had at the time.”
Steph broke off for a moment, “Come to thing about it, his dick is probably in the running in today’s society. I would have to say now the third biggest.”
Then it dawned on her, “Why am I even defending myself. It was fun.”
She looked over at Nate, “Don’t make me bring out your peccadilloes for bring mine out.” She said with a smile on her face.
‘Before we uncover all my secrets to the nice lady, is there anyway we could get me all settled in and possibly a meal?’ came from Nate as he noticed the time.
Both Steph and Amanda noticed the time as well. Fuck no wonder why Steph was so hungry it was well past five in the evening. Both of them each said their curse words for it being that late.
Amanda chimed in after her spew of curse words, ‘Well follow me Nate and I’ll show you to your room. After I show you to your room Steph and I should get ready to take you for dinner.’
Amanda turned her attention to Steph, ‘Think you can get ready in about thirty minutes?’
Steph checked and simply nodded until Nate spoke, ‘Thirty minutes? Hell if you tell her to get ready in ten minutes she’ll be ready in eight. We drilled that into her growing up.’
Amanda looked back at Steph with a smirk on her face, ‘Good to know.’
They all got up about the same time while Nate picked up his bags and followed Amanda up the stairs towards his room. Steph noticed he left the box behind and was about to let him know when she noticed her name written over the box.
She thought about opening the box to see what was inside of it but her hunger pain reminded her that she needed to get ready and get food in her stomach before finding out what was in the box. The only real thing she noticed on the box was that Nate scratched out her name in handwriting she had never seen before and wrote over it in sharpie ‘Fluffy’.
Note to self, kick brother as hard as she can in the shin for not growing up.
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IncestEven though the title is called The Naked Adventures of Forgetful Lilly you can choose who you want to write about: Lilly- A 24-year-old girl who sometimes forgets to get dressed and walks around naked until someone tells her she's naked or she sees her reflection. When she does remember to get dressed her housemates, Alex and Claire, and her neighbors, Sun, Kate, and Rose, like to strip her without her noticing. Alex and Claire- Alex is 24 years old and Claire is 23. They spend most of their...
As she reached the bottom steps to go to the kitchen Amanda had already broken out the items that were in the brown bag and grinding the pills that were contained in the bag to a powder substance. She was kind of curious as to what the pills were but it is too late. She found the bottles that contained them but as she read the name of the pills she couldn’t make heads or tails of the name for the two separate pills. “Ok tell me what I can do to help.” Steph asked Amanda. Amanda stopped...
With those two indisposed for the rest of the evening knowing Nate she would need to do something to entertain herself until she was ready for bed. All she knew was that she really couldn’t think all that good and decided that after a nice hot bath with Amanda’s special soap she could figure out what she will be doing for the rest of the night. Steph got up to her room and started the bath while she got undressed. She quickly stripped down to nothing and waltzed over to the tub. She measured...
Day 2 The next morning came. Stephanie woke up to the smell of coffee more to the point espresso. She lifted her head. Holy hell. Her head was splitting. Man did she get wasted last night. Everything was a blur. After a few moments of holding her head she took the first step and sat up. What the??? Her room was trashed. She felt something move and she looked over and saw him, Jack. Jack was all tied up. She guessed she did win last night she thought to herself. Much good it did her to enjoy...
The music started and Matt opened up his leather vest to show his bare chest. Steph didn’t realize that Matt wasn’t wearing a shirt under his leather vest. She thought she would recognize that little tidbit but with the alcohol was really beginning to kick her ass and her continuing raising pressure hiding under her panties demanding a cock inside of it now she could understand missing the little tidbit of not realizing Matt wasn’t wearing a shirt. As soon as he threw his vest off stage into...
Day 3 The next morning everyone woke up at about the same time in the same exact places that they passed out in. Amanda was the first to wake up. Then Chris. Then Stephanie. Finally Jack woke. After a little bit of awkwardness from everyone. Mainly Steph thought she was the only one that was awkward especially towards Amanda. After the boys left the only ones left were Amanda and Steph sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee still completely naked and a pink elephant was sitting in the room. ...
Steph walked out into the noisy chaos from the mysterious Matt Rockler as the guards closed the doors she felt completely woozy from the alcohol that Matt provided. This was going to be interesting. She headed down to where Amanda was last seen on the monitors so she could catch a drink with her friend before they parted ways and had their own individual fun. On her way to the bar she bumped into one the guys that were trying to sign people up. “Oh sorry miss. Would you be interested in...
Steph didn’t have to go too far before someone stopped her, “I take it you have already danced?” She looked Step up and down, “And from the looks of it we had some fun out there?” Steph just nodded with a sly smirk to the lady asking the questions. The lady just shook her head with a smile, “Here let me take you to where you can drop these off,” pointing her chin to the contents in Steph’s arms, “and pick up your things. Plus sign in for your whoever won you to pick you up.” Steph just...
Steph went upstairs with her box that now read ‘Fluffy’ instead of her name. As she reached her room she threw the box onto her bed to remind her of it later. She took off her shirt and simply dropped it on the ground. Steph’s breasts still felt sore and swollen to the point where she won’t need a bra because her breasts wasn’t going to move much. Oh well she needn’t worry about that right at this moment. She took off her Tennessee college basketball shorts simply letting it fall to the...
"How is my sister?" Carl sat beside the hospital style bed. He had been sitting there for ten minutes. He had not said a word, but until now, neither had the woman in the bed. Half of her face was covered in bandages, mostly protecting her damaged eye. She had watched him with her one good eye as he sat down. Carl sighed, "She is badly hurt, but you know that. We are giving her the same level of care as you are getting." "Can I see her?" "Let me see if you can see her." Carl got...
Andersonville 9 - Never cry wolf by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to Gwendolyn Ann Smith for her, "Remembering our dead". It's a place dedicated to our TG brothers and sisters who were murdered at the hands of others due to hate and intolerance. On the average, one (1) TG person is murdered each month. Would you take a moment to visit the site, bow your head, say a prayer for our fallen brothers and sisters, and remember what we are fighting for - the right to be treated as any...
After an exhausting weekend, Alisha and I packed up and left Manhattan headed for her home at North Platte. We’ll have a 7 hour drive and I’m not looking forward to that. I’m following Alisha since she knows the best route to take. At a little after 6 pm we arrived at her folks home on the outskirts of North Platte. It’s a really nice home with some acreage. I can see that they have several outbuildings and several horses. As we pull up on the driveway, I see Alisha’s mom and dad...
This story is completely fiction. The names, characters, story plot have been pulled out of randomness. This story is from the eyes and thoughts of Stephanie Gordan. Day 1 Summer was always slow for Ms. Amanda Parker. Freshly out of Yale College for summer break being a freshman. Still unsure what she should major in other than Economics. Amanda always went to her parent’s house for the summer. The mountain air had always brought new life to her ready to take on the world after a summer at...
NovelsA Bummer Summer? It was the dream of every seventeen year old, during the summer before his senior year of high school to spend it miles away from all his friends and all his stuff. In case you couldn't tell, that was sarcasm, because for Taylor Hughes, that was the last thing that he wanted. Unfortunately, he had no control over the matter. His parents were going out of the country on business for the entire summer, and trying as he might, Taylor was unable to convince them to let him...
Part XIII. THE AFTERMATH OF PRISCILLA'S CANINGWhen Priscilla's brain finally registered the headmaster's order to stand up, which at first went in one ear and out the other, she did so in a state of utter bewilderment. The abrupt ending of the cane's assault on her bottom left her feeling that she had been dropped back in the real world, with a crash, and the idea that she should actually do something out of her own will, such as stand up and recover her sense of identity, was almost...
Heather awoke suddenly when a hand clamped over her mouth. "Don't make a sound," Willow's voice whispered in her ear. "Listen very carefully. This morning is your first chance to make a connection with your new master. Page has given me instructions to give to you. She and I are going to go find some food for all of us. Master Carl is still asleep but will wake soon. Your assignment is to wake him up gently and slowly by sucking his cock. Once he gets excited, he may want to fuck you....
PRISCILLA'S FIRST CANINGPart XIIb. THE MOMENT ARRIVES: PRISCILLA IS CANED[Note: When Priscilla was finally caned by Dr. Stanton, she received 18 strokes. The caning lasted approximately eight minutes, perhaps ten if one includes the time it took her to partially undress and dress again. To Priscilla, it seemed to go on for ever. Even Dr. Stanton, if he'd been asked to estimate how long it took on the basis of how he felt, rather than on past experience, would probably have greatly...
As she reached the bottom steps to go to the kitchen Amanda had already broken out the items that were in the brown bag and grinding the pills that were contained in the bag to a powder substance. She was kind of curious as to what the pills were but it is too late. She found the bottles that contained them but as she read the name of the pills she couldn’t make heads or tails of the name for the two separate pills. “Ok tell me what I can do to help.” Steph asked Amanda. Amanda stopped...
NovelsPRISCILLA'S FIRST CANING (Part XII)XIIa. THE MOMENT ARRIVES: PRISCILLA IS PREPAREDPriscilla's feet, tummy and brain all seemed to both equally confused and equally at odds with themselves. The headmaster's remark, oddly normal in its tone, that it was now her turn to be caned, had penetrated her mind like the screech with which Anna had responded to her first stroke. Suddenly she knew what was happening. But her tummy was filled with leaden butterflies. She felt almost sick. And her feet were...
Chapter One, Part One Election night – 2016 It is the worst night of her life. The unofficial returns are in, and though more than half of America enthusiastically identifies with her, all appears lost. How can it be? Through a heated season, the pending election acted as a tonic, a furious wind at her back. The thought of victory kept her spirits buoyant, her senses alert. Now, the relentless war of words has ceased; the race is over. Early this evening, the unforeseen happened; the...
It started with her father. Compared to some people’s tales of molestation, Billie got off relatively easy. Literally. One night in her late teens - after she’d become famous by releasing her song Ocean Eyes - Billie woke up with her father, Patrick O'Connell, laying on top of her. His rough hand, calloused from a lifetime of working construction unlike his actress wife Maggie, clamped down on her little mouth, pinning her to the bed. It took just a second for his other rough...
AMSTERDAM'S 'AMOUR ACADEMY' ACCEPTS AWESOMELY ATTRACTIVE APPLICANTS:AMSTERDAM 'AMOUR ACADEMY' ACCEPTS AN APPLICANT, AFTER ENTRANCE EXAMSAMSTERDAM 'AMOUR ACADEMY' ACCOMMODATES APPLICANTS' 'SEX-STAGE' EXAMSAMSTERDAM 'AMOUR ACADEMY' APPLICANTS ALL ASPECTS ARE ATTESTED AT 'AAA'AMSTERDAM 'AMOUR ACADEMY' APPLICANTS ARE ALL AS SEXUALLY SMART AS 'AA'============================================================================================================================================JILL JANE...
Pilled, thrilled and fulfilled part 1The waitress had two drinks on her tray - a tall Killian's Red in a frosted mug for me and a Margarita on the rocks for my wife. I wouldn't typify our relationship as truly Master/slave; however, ?m? allows me to play occasionally, which keeps me completely satisfied and always coming back for more.I took a long sip of my beer while she stirred her drink. The two vicoden tablets lay in front of her. My preference, and I suppose m's too, is to get...
I walked back to the barracks with my head spinning as I struggled to take in the fact that Emma had gone. She must have known a fortnight ago that it would be our last meeting. That could explain her somewhat feverish sexual activity- had she wanted something special to look back on? Who was the other employee from her firm who had disappeared with her? Phillipa hadn't said but I assumed it to be a male as I couldn't imagine Emma without a pliable male companion. Had he been shagging her...
Introduction: A story about a brother and sister who discover a new love they have. Today finally June 21st the day all of us wait for, summer. It was a normal day just like any other summer day, wake up, shower, and eat breakfast, then swim maybe, but whatever the case, I had free time. I woke up surprisingly early for summer, about 7:00 AM. I usually wake up much later, about ten oclock was my normal wake time. But today I guess I just wanted to wake up early. Sometimes you just want to. I...
Note: Sorry for the long absence anyway this is the final part of this series im working on 2 more at the same time hopefully ill be able to upload them soon the 1st is titled a mothers discovery the 2nd is titled warrior its a medevil setting kinda like game of thrones theme only centered around a kingdom of female warriors its an ambitious venture but its the longest and i hope to upload all the parts around athe same time.But without further delay enjoy ; )So there i was being lead to the...
The shrill wail of the whistle echoed from the hills surrounding the mountain valley and I stepped out into the 7AM brightness. Another graveyard shift was finished and I could go home, shower, and catch some sleep before my next shift at 11:00 that night. As a less senior employee at the mill, I was doomed to night or graveyard shifts for the foreseeable future. I’d just started work there for the summer after my first year at college. The air around the mill, and much of the time across the...
As I finished my last final exam for the year, I was thinking of where to get a job this summer so I could continue to pay for my college education. By now, I usually had an idea what I would do, but so far, I hadn’t found any opportunities. I turned in my test and left the classroom and walked a short distance to a bench and sat down. It’s a beautiful Spring day and I am really enjoying the warmer weather, the grass is beginning to green up and the birds are singing. The sun feels...
Carl took Randy, Page, Willow and Heather to the Nimitz Hotel. Security was very tight and the guard insisted on speaking to Matt Yamada himself before he would let them through. The hotel and casino were deserted. Structural engineers had declared the building safe, it was not going to fall down on them, but it was not fit for guests or gamblers. Whole sections were without power. The blast had dislodged a sewer line on the fourth floor which made floors two and three disgusting. The...
It was the summer of 1999 a year that changed the lives of three close friends. It would be a summer like none ever before. Erin and her two male friends Eric and Anthony had just graduated from high school. They lived close to one another and the three of them had been close friends ever since their grade school days. They each were very different in many ways and had come from different back rounds. Erin was the tom boy type who loved doing whatever the boys were doing. She loved hunting and...
First TimeClothesline[This story is part of the Leather in Lawnville series.] Clothesline By DuskPetersonYou can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up rubbing shoulders at the town's jacket...
The building dated back to before the Second World War. It had been a factory that built optical gunsights for navy ships. It had been both top secret and exacting work. It also required a warren of massive rooms to assemble the fire directors for the giant warships. The rooms had very thick walls, overhead structures for cranes and lifts, floors that were solid and level and doors made of battleship steel. Madame Carronade told Randy that they had once tested the soundproofing by firing a...
Day 3 The next morning everyone woke up at about the same time in the same exact places that they passed out in. Amanda was the first to wake up. Then Chris. Then Stephanie. Finally Jack woke. After a little bit of awkwardness from everyone. Mainly Steph thought she was the only one that was awkward especially towards Amanda. After the boys left the only ones left were Amanda and Steph sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee still completely naked and a pink elephant was sitting in the room. ...
Novels****************************** I've always fantasized about the castaways (especially Ginger and Mary Ann). And finally, this idea struck me - I hope you have as much fun reading it as I had writing it. You can send comments to: [email protected] ***************************** Gilligan and the Morphing Meteorite by Elrod W. "Gilligan!" Mary Ann yelled, not disguising the anger in her voice. She stood by the crude table, hands on her hips,...
Day 2 The next morning came. Stephanie woke up to the smell of coffee more to the point espresso. She lifted her head. Holy hell. Her head was splitting. Man did she get wasted last night. Everything was a blur. After a few moments of holding her head she took the first step and sat up. What the??? Her room was trashed. She felt something move and she looked over and saw him, Jack. Jack was all tied up. She guessed she did win last night she thought to herself. Much good it did her to enjoy...
NovelsThe Perfect Hubby 2: Billy to Billie Jean By Sharon Masterman Julie turned out to be right. A week later Billy came home to find me wearing heavy makeup, the previously forbidden 5-inch heels, and a tight sweater and skirt. His excitement was apparent. So was his fear. I towered over him in my heels and scolded him as if he were a child. As I scolded him there was a total change in his facial expression. He was actually cringing, like a frightened little boy. So I ordered him...
In an Assisted Living home but still doing quite well, she thought she saw one of the administrators who might be the daughter of a man she once knew. Now in her seventies the woman sat in her chair and thought back on those “lovely” and very fun days. “Miss ohhh miss” she called out one of the nurses. “I thought I saw a young lady here who possibly might be, well, hmmm how do I say this?” The nurse smiled and waited. “I am not sure honey but I believe her name is Summer? Is there a young woman...
First TimeLive Eye Witness 8 News The bomb exploded around one AM outside the Nimitz Hotel and Casino located on Treasure Island just outside of the city of San Francisco. It is believed that the explosives were hidden in a delivery truck that was approaching the service area of the hotel. It had been stopped by security at a checkpoint about two hundred feet from the southeast corner of the casino and entertainment section of the building. It appears that when the driver realized his truck was to be...
Introduction: This work of fiction is based on a theme suggested by regular reader TexasDave14. The story is completely fiction, although the characteristics of the featured individuals are based upon real people. In 1985 we moved to Charlotte from Raleigh when I took a new job at a civil engineering firm. Connie had been an office manager at an insurance company before we moved, but decided to take the summer off before looking for employment again. However, we were soon to become involved in...
Flashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
"Have some more wine," Lilli said and poured another glass for her friend Jona. They had been working together and both quit their job on the same day, and tonight they had been out celebrating their last day of work. They were lounging on the sofa, giggling. "I think I'm getting drunk," Jona laughed. "Don't worry," Lilli replied, "you know you can stay here for the night, my bed's big enough." They laughed again and knowingly smiled at each other. Last time Jona was staying for the night they...
Reverend Barnes took his place on the podium with the other ministers, and his family sat in their usual pew on the right of the altar. Cilla had always loved going to church, and the music had always soothed the place inside her that remained scared and lonely, no matter how happy she appeared to be. Today, as she listened to the choir sing, and as she joined with the congregation in singing the sweet old hymns, her spirit soared, and she felt at peace for the first time in a long time. All...
The next morning, a Saturday, Taylor was awoken by a gentle knock on his door. He sat up to see Aunt Agnes waiting by the door. "Is something wrong?" Taylor asked, yawning. "I was about to ask you the same thing, Emily hasn't come by yet and I got worried," Aunt Agnes stepped into the room. "Worried? Why?" Taylor reached for his phone and realized that it was nearly noon. "Wow... She let me sleep in?" "Did you two have a fight?" Aunt Agnes asked. "No," Taylor replied. "I...
It was Thursday afternoon, and Cilla had decided to leave work early. Patrick was picking her up to take her car shopping. Cilla had been seeing Adam for two months, during which time she had found a place of her own. As she walked down the front steps, pulling her knapsack behind her, she thought about the conversation she had had earlier with Maureen over lunch. ‘Have you heard the latest about our esteemed superintendent?’ she asked, biting into the ham and cheese sandwich Cilla had...