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A story about one families bid to conquer Boston’s EliteA Fantasy created by Ted Guy based on an idea by Julie Van.Chapter 3Dear readers, the story continues of a black family's bid to conquer Boston's white middle classes. Please read pervious chapters here for maximum enjoyment. Hopefully this tale is being well received. Some feedback would be nice.Inside Maple GroveChapter3 - Penetration time.Michelle Jackson had been joined in the hot tub by her daughter Abbey and Stella Harris and they...
A story about one black family’s bid to conquer Boston’s EliteA Fantasy created by Ted Guy based on an idea by Julie Van.(Please read previous chapters to get maximum enjoyment).Chapter 7 - Cuckold time.continued from Chap 6…….Several days after her visit to the Jackson’s Sophie was sitting having dinner at home with her husband Adam. Things were still a little frosty between them but she was now making the effort to create a nice atmosphere between them as Stella had been in touch and made...
A story about one black family’s bid to conquer Boston’s EliteA Fantasy created by Ted Guy based on an idea by Julie Van.(Please read previous chapters to get maximum enjoyment).Chapter 7 - Cuckold time.continued from Chap 6…….Several days after her visit to the Jackson’s Sophie was sitting having dinner at home with her husband Adam. Things were still a little frosty between them but she was now making the effort to create a nice atmosphere between them as Stella had been in touch and made...
A story about one black family’s bid to conquer Boston’s EliteA Fantasy created by Ted Guy based on an idea by Julie Van.(Please read previous chapters to get maximum enjoyment).Chapter 8 - Double delightcontinued from Chap 7…….Michelle Jackson was sitting on her terrace enjoying the weather and some tea contemplating taking a dip in the hot tub to ease away the aches of the day. Although she didn’t actually do very much “hands on” treatment anymore, in the private physiotherapy practice she...
Stella Harris had led a pretty charmed life. The only daughter of wealthy parents, her father being an investment banker, she had been given every opportunity to do well for herself. She went to all the right schools and knowing she would never have to work her parents had allowed her to follow her love of tennis, enabling her to have a very good amateur career. The combination of good looks, a tall and athletic physique and mixing in the right circles had seen her married to her husband John...
A story about one families bid to conquer Boston’s EliteA Fantasy created by Ted Guy based on an idea by Julie Van.(Please read previous chapters to get maximum enjoyment).Chapter 3 - Penetration time.Michelle Jackson had been joined in the hot tub by her daughter Abbey and Stella Harris and they were casually chatting and drinking champagne. Stella Harris was still feeling sexually aroused after her very brief dalliance with Abbey and even though absorbed in conversation in her head she...
A story about a black family's bid to dominate Boston's white middle classes.Written by Ted Guy based on an idea by Julie Van.Please read previous chapters for full enjoyment. At 1045AM the morning after her son Aaron had spent the night fucking Stella Harris Michelle Jackson stood in front of the mirror in her dressing room. She had chosen to wear thin zip up tennis dress for her little trip over to see Stella Harris. Stella’s passion was tennis, the white fabric looked good against her toned...
A story about one families bid to conquer Boston’s EliteA Fantasy created by Ted Guy based on an idea by Julie Van.(Please read previous chapters to get maximum enjoyment).Chapter 4 - Taking control.At 1045AM the morning after her son Aaron had spent the night fucking Stella Harris Michelle Jackson stood in front of the mirror in her dressing room. She had chosen to wear thin zip up tennis dress for her little trip over to see Stella Harris. Stella’s passion was tennis, the white fabric looked...
A story about one black family’s bid to conquer Boston’s EliteA Fantasy created by Ted Guy based on an idea by Julie Van.(Please read previous chapters to get maximum enjoyment).Chapter 5 - Domination time.continued from Chap 4…….As Stella Harris lay on her bed waiting for Michelle Jackson to return with some ice for her slightly swollen lip she could hear Michelle speaking on the phone to someone and making arrangements for later on that day. Several minutes later Michelle returned to the room...
A story about one black family’s bid to conquer Boston’s EliteA Fantasy created by Ted Guy based on an idea by Julie Van.(Please read previous chapters to get maximum enjoyment).Chapter 5 - Domination time.continued from Chap 4…….As Stella Harris lay on her bed waiting for Michelle Jackson to return with some ice for her slightly swollen lip she could hear Michelle speaking on the phone to someone and making arrangements for later on that day. Several minutes later Michelle returned to the room...
A story about one families bid to conquer Boston’s EliteA Fantasy created by Ted Guy based on an idea by Julie Van.Chapter 2Stella Harris had led a pretty charmed life. The only daughter of wealthy parents, her father being an investment banker, she had been given every opportunity to do well for herself. She went to all the right schools and knowing she would never have to work her parents had allowed her to follow her love of tennis, enabling her to have a very good amateur career. The...
"Welcome to Timber Grove" a Timber Grove Story by TGTrinity ///// 1 ///// "The Sapphire Ring" Agent Samantha Brown (Sam to her friends) sat at her desk looking over her current case folder. It was filled with all of the work she had been doing for the last year, yet she knew that those that weren't here in town would read it like fiction. She brushed her curly red hair out of her face as she got up and placed all of the files in a safe under her desk. Being in Timber Grove...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa’s Christmas Story, The Case of the Black Badge series, A Case of Revenge series, Teresa’s Summer Race, The Trilogy series, Dark Side Of The Force series, Caught In The Act...
Folks residing at Grove are lucky to create distinct locksmith options to their challenges, they may be now less worried to shield their individual and commercial properties from theft. Locksmiths Grove options and products are a kind of boon to help the individuals dwelling within the city. There have been quite a few corporations involved in generating the life extra comfy for the individuals. Comprehend their concerns linked to the security of their properties, corporations create and style...
Chapter Four: The Grove ==================================================== Jim and Mitch followed Detective Singh along the cracked concrete sidewalk. As they moved away from Barnes's house they could see Singh start to regain some of his equilibrium. The cul-de-sac itself was not very large, but with all of the fenced in yards of the houses lining the little street they had already decided that it would just be easier to go around to where the far end of the little patch of...
--Author's Note: This is a stand alone story set in the "Timber Grove" universe. There is absolutely no need to read any other "Timber Grove" story, outside of "Letters From College 1-8", to enjoy this. If you do enjoy it, please let me know with a Review. Thank You!-- Rosies! I was so glad to get your letter, and super glad that you've finally come around! Isn't that tequilla just the best! Amy swears to me that it really doesn't help with the weight loss, but I am so psyched to...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa’s Christmas Story, The Case of the Black Badge series, A Case of Revenge series, Teresa’s Summer Race, The Trilogy series, Dark Side Of The Force series, Caught In The Act...
It began as a Birthday party for a 15 year old girl. In Latin America, that party is known as a Quince, somewhat similar to a Sweet 16 right of passage, only a year earlier, perhaps because Latin girls feel they mature a bit earlier. It was a somewhat formal event. The girls were mostly between 14 and 16, and were dressed in evening party dresses. Most were low cut, in order to reveal whatever cleavage the girl had; and were tight in order to show the girls waists, asses, and legs. The boys...
--Author's Note: This is a stand alone story set in the "Timber Grove" universe. There is absolutely no need to read any other "Timber Grove" story to enjoy this. If you do enjoy it, please let me know with a Review. Thank You!-- Dear Rosie, Hey Rosie! It's my first day here at Timber Grove Community College and I must say that this campus is incredible! The only thing that could make it any better is if you were here with me. I really miss you and can't wait for you to come here...
…Continued from part AThe Next day, i left early, and went to home to pick out my bag, i prepared it yesterday wth lots of sexy goodies - then I took line 32 to plains view, it was a rich community outskirts of town. Jerroti was very rich, he came from some famous Italian sausage makers and was very well-off and would not have needed to work unless he had this education fever of bettering our education system. Reaching the address i was stumped by the size of his house, a big villa with large...
Ryan grabbed a towel, having just finished a quick shower. With their son off at his parents’ house for a few days, he knew what his wife’s suggestion to take a shower right after dinner meant. They were both a couple of days overdue for some alone time, and breaking that fast always resulted in mind-blowing sex. He toweled off, gave his hair a cursory blow dry, and pulled on a pair of boxers he didn’t expect to be wearing long. Opening the door to see Jane still dressed in the casual clothing...
Toys4330 Maple Avenue... an address I came to know very well. I was first introduced to the five bedroom/three bathroom, two-story Craftsman house through a friend of mine that I worked with. We'll call him Tony for the purposes of the story. My car had broken down about a week previously and I was forced to bum rides to get around until my paycheck came.One day, I begged a ride from him and once we got underway, he said he had to make a stop first. I was in no hurry and wasn't really in a...
True[This story has no explicit sex in it. If descriptive sex is why you want to read a story, read a different story. This story is about making a difference with, by and for friends. It’s just a story, until you and I make it true.] None of what happened was planned, at least not by me and certainly not by Ron. Ron turned seventy on May the twelfth last year. Everyone living in the Aspen Grove section of the Colorado Sunset Hills Retirement Community attended the party for him. He and Emma, his...
My name is Sahebji. This is not my given name but everyone knows be by this name only. I am a freelance commercial artist. This incident took place when I was about 30 years old. The names have been changed for obvious reason and the circumstances modified to suit, otherwise everything else is as it happened. Between assignments, I decided to visit an old college friend R. Kumar. His friends called him RK. RK lived in a village not too far from where I lived. RK was a big zamindar (landlord)...
--Author's Note: This is a stand alone story set in the "Timber Grove" universe. There is absolutely no need to read any other "Timber Grove" story, outside of "Letters From College 1-4", to enjoy this. If you do enjoy it, please let me know with a Review. Thank You!-- Rosie, You are not going to believe me, but I lost another 10 pounds, down to 180! This is the most amazing thing I've ever been a part of! Ken, Greg, Chris and I are in the best shape of our lives! We can hardly...
Sean came from the bathroom following his morning shower and saw her standing in front of the dressing table. Ginny was slowly drying herself as she looked into the mirror and as he drew nearer he caught her reflection. He could see from her facial expression that her mind was elsewhere. He knew exactly where it was as he rested his hands on her hips and pressed himself against her naked body, sun tanned from head to foot. “This time last week, hey?” She looked up at his reflection and smiled....
CuckoldPhilippaI’ve worked at Maple Height Investments for over two years and I’ve been fucking the boss for about six months.I don’t really know what it is about Millington but he does exude presence, charisma, whatever you want to call it. I’d enjoyed teasing him for ages because I get a kick out of it and here’s the thing Millington doesn’t know: I have fucked all my bosses. I guess I’m the kind of woman who likes a man with power but I also like to be in control.I fucked my first boss when I was a...
Oral Sex“This meeting of the Maple Street Chowder and Interplanetary Rocket Society will now come to order,” I intoned from my lofty position as High Chief Muckitey-Muck, Lord of All He Surveys. “Yeah, yeah. Get on with it” murmured my worshipful sycophants. “Is there any old business?” As usual, Old Jeb was the one waving his hand. He must redo his nail polish right before each meeting. “Yes, Jeb? Have you redone your nail polish again?” “No, I just don’t know if this is old business or new...
Zone Defense, written as Gavin E. BlackChapter OneNathan Kent wasn't thrilled with the idea of completing his final year of college at a completely different institution from where he'd started, but the opportunity to join one of the top varsity football teams had been too much of a temptation to pass up. The truth of the matter, Nathan was glad to have an excuse to move away. His last relationship had ended badly, and the thought of having to play a defensive position in conjunction with his...
Gay MaleThe Pine Grove Mall was a boring little strip mall right off of Route 90. Did solid business, had a decent amount of variety to its stores, but was just otherwise unremarkable in an unremarkable town. In the course of a single day, that would all change. -- Below the mall, a crew was working on the storm drains. It was a hard day of clearing up minor clogs and cleaning out trash before it turned into a problem. Their work was soon interrupted by a beeping sound coming from a worker's...
FantasyShe needed to have her senses challenged, to feel nature close to her; she didn’t want to hug-a-tree, she wanted the trees to hug her. Feeling more at home sitting on the wooden staircase than anywhere else, she observed the door that lead out into the front of the property. She stared, admiring the beauty of the oak grain, before raising her head to look up to the small window above the door frame. Before she arrived at her new home in a new state with her family, watching wispy clouds drift...
MasturbationAuthors note. I've been playing with this idea on and off for ages and have never felt quite happy with the ending but I'm flummoxed as to what to do with it so any idea's would be more than welcome. It was written more as a way of putting an idea down, so if anyone wants to take the idea of the graduate repayment scheme I have come up with and run with you are more than welcome. Groves By Trish The Graduate Repayment Acts were brought in as a response to the growing number of...
"Seriously? Forty-five minutes from the house, you decide not to start? Just like that? Come on!" I pleaded at the dashboard, which stared blankly back at me, both of us cooking under the harsh July afternoon sun. For what must have been fifteen minutes I turned the key in the ignition, over and over, and each time my 20-year-old BMW compact car was obviously no closer to starting. For now, I was ignoring the fact that it had been sluggish to start for the entire trip to South Florida,...
Straight SexThe Story Lady Darnell, well muffled against the sharp winter weather in her fur coat and thick velvet dress, entered the church accompanied by her ladies-in-waiting and made her sedate way to the reserved family pew. The gathered commoners of the estate waited in respectful silence as the unusually unsmiling Lady took her place before nodding to the Reverend Father, granting him permission to begin his service. One of the privileges of her station was not having to wait, not even in the...
CarltonMy oh my, I’ve just had an interview at Maple Heights Investments with Millington Chase. It’s a vacancy for a manager in his new property development department. Of course, I hope to get the job because the salary is fabulous, much more than I’m earning at the moment. It would also mean that sending money back to my family in Jamaica wouldn’t feel like a pinch on my monthly bank balance.Walking through Covent Garden, I’m thinking that maybe, man, just maybe, I’ll get the job with its...
Group SexValentine’s Day was Millington Chase’s favourite time of year. In the evening, he opened his mansion for a group of people selected through to attend a special party.His business was a small side-line but it gave him an immense amount of pleasure. It was certainly far more fun now than his main company, Maple Heights Investments. That had been causing him quite a few headaches of late.With deals falling through and endless staffing issues, he was more than disgruntled. Although he’d always...
Office Sex“Principle Jerroti will receive you know” looking sternly at me Rebecca the secretary pointed to the mahogany door with a opaque square window in the center, the initials G.M.Jerroti where inscribed on top. Gordon Mathew Jerroti was our dear principal and for some reason he arrange a meeting with me. I was curious and scared, in 6 months we will graduate from and move on and this meeting was unexpected. I slowly opened the door “close it behind you” said Rebecca - Ok bitch i will i thought,...
Lying on my bed, with my phone pressed against my ear, I listen to you plea with me. “Baby, please, I need you,” I hear you insist on telling me. I hear the want in your voice, making me tremble with need. My fingers roam over my semi-naked body, caressing myself how I would like you to caress me. All I have on are your favourite pair of pink panties. The ones you love so much on me. They fit my perfect ass, as you always love to tell me. “I need you too, baby,” I whisper lightly. “Tell me...
MasturbationHer breath came in gasps and shuddering sighs, as her breast rose and fell with every quivering sensation. The young girl’s arms and legs were held each by a beautiful woman; completely naked except for the velvety purple shrouds that draped over their lithe figures. Those who held her hands, caressed them against their bodies, allowing the eager finger’s of the prostrate girl to explore freely while, the lower arm was held fast with both hands. Her legs were restrained from the thigh and both...
SupernaturalCharlie hated doing chores, she knew she'd much rather be out playing in the fields, running through the tall grass, or swimming down in the river, what she envisioned a normal fourteen year old girl should be doing. However she also knew they had to be done. Even before the sun was up Charlie was. She had to feed the chickens, milk the cows, and collect the eggs needed for breakfast. So was life on the farm along the banks of the Grove River and she accepted it, most of the time that is....
We fell into a wonderful rut the next day. When we woke, Debby and I would screw once or twice, then get up and go to breakfast. Then we would change into swimsuits and head for the beach. At lunch, we would have something on the boardwalk, and maybe do some browsing in the multitude of shops along it. Then back to the beach until early afternoon. Afterward we’d head back to our room, where we’d take a shower together, making sure to wash sand out of every possible crevice. Sometimes we’d...
Ah, Melissa. That’s a name that brings back fond memories of a time of passion and illicit romance. Even now, I can taste the hint of cinnamon on her lips and sense the subtle fragrance of an obscure flower that was the essence of the perfume she wore.Melissa and her husband, a stoic and foolish man whose unpronounceable name I have chosen to forget, lived in the same apartment complex as I. Even so, she might never have come to my attention if not for the fact that we did our laundry at the...
HardcoreI must have slept for fourteen hours that night. The week before was very tough and my schedule was completely out of whack. By the time Friday night rolled around all I wanted to do was sleep. It was 11:00 am Saturday morning by the time I woke. By then, I felt as fresh and rested as I had in weeks. It's amazing what a good night's sleep will do for a man.I rolled over onto my back, enjoying the morning sun that filtered through my blinds. I stretched out and before I consciously realized it,...
MasturbationLaney Travers walked down the ill-lit corridor and paused outside the doorway to her virtue's doom. Apartment twenty-nine again. Heaven help this well-raised girl. Well, maybe not Heaven ... Mike's voice sounded in her head: “News – real news – is what someone doesn’t want you to know, Laney sweetheart. The rest is fuckin’ propaganda. Keep searchin’ for truth among the bullshit. Rigour, determination, guts – that’s the only kinda newspaperman to be. Or newspaperwoman. Remember that.” He’d...
Hardcore“I’m Stacey, and I’m a sex addict.” I knew I wasn’t the only person in the room that was in denial over that statement even as it left my mouth. ‘Admit that you need help and recovery will come quicker and last longer’. I had to hold back my initial laughter as I’d read the mission statement that had been emblazoned on the front of our orientation binders at The Belleview Retreat for Sexual Health. My mind immediately substituted “cum” for “come” and… anyway, yeah I guess I was probably one of...
HardcoreShe was so tight she made my loins ache. I wanted inside of her. The slutty little thing wore a shiny lick of a dress that reminded me of the black paint on my favorite ride. Now I wanted to ride her ass just like I ride my bikes, with a lot of speed. No brakes would be needed for that piece of tail; she wasn’t after safety. I could tell by the way all five-foot-nothing of her prowled the bar floor in those spiked stilettos. There was nothing passive or tentative about her. She had game, but...
Quickie SexMy heart was pounding in a symphonic surge as I lingered in front of the hotel room door. I checked and rechecked the metal plate bolted to the rich, dark oak. Number 2412. Yes, this was definitely the right room. The hallway corridor was empty. The dimly lit sconces glowed invitingly along the richly textured walls. They had led the way from the elevator of the lushly swank boutique hotel, The Hazelton, just like beacon lights leading me towards the precipice of a decision I still wasn’t sure...
ReluctanceSo these won’t really be like stories. At least not yet since I don’t really know how to make up stuff like the writers on here. It will be more like a diary or a blog to tell you about the sex things and other things in my life. This first diary entry I’m gonna give you some background so you understand why I picked this guy for my first time. So this happened yesterday and I’m writing quite fast because I’m so excited so if I spell stuff wrong or whatever, hey it’s my first story ok? So...
First Time“I’m Brooklyn, and… whatever… I guess I’m a sex addict.” I glared at the group of pathetic faces in the circle surrounding me. This is so fucking lame. Why did I sign up for this? It was bad enough that I’d had to endure public humiliation when the scandal broke, but being away from the city in this touchy feely rehab centre set my nerves more on edge than they did to soothe them, which I’m sure was their original intention. From the moment I’d checked into The Belleview Retreat for Sexual...
AnalThe first shot struck Jennifer under the chin. That one came from Lawrence. She was still yelping when Trent’s delivery took her full in the face, filling her mouth and blinding her in an explosion of thick white. She spat and wiped her eyes clear, then pursued her boyfriend, scooping snow as she ran. Trent taunted as he fled, but stumbled knee-deep in a drift. “Bastard!” She laughed as she pelted him, then pushed him over while he was still off-balance. He pulled her with him and they rolled...
Group SexI escaped my fucked-up life into late-night erotic fantasies for years as waves crashed onto the sand beneath my balcony. I frequented my favorite site and started writing stories after becoming enamored with an author. Her stories had dirty, rough stuff I loved but also sensual and tender in a way I tried to emulate but couldn't master. I fantasized she spent hours getting aroused reading my words as I did hers. When she joined a new site, I quickly followed, seizing an opportunity to become...
Straight Sex“I’m Kylie, and I’m a sex addict.” I tried not to cry. It would have made things exponentially more embarrassing than just standing in front of the room telling a group of strangers that I was basically a sexual deviant. I bit down on my lower lip instead, producing just enough sharp discomfort to keep the girly tears back. I couldn’t believe I had really committed to this. Of course, I guess one could argue that I wasn’t very good with commitments, as it was. Ever since the depraved incident...
Group Sex“You’re such a whore, Shelby! But that’s still fucking hot…” Chelsie said as I briefly mentioned one particular aspect of my vacation to the Cayman Islands. “How were they? Big? Muscular? Come on, Shelby, details!” “Geez, let’s not be too demanding here. It was just sex on the beach with three incredibly hot guys! After all, I was on vacation…” I just stared at Chelsie, hoping she wouldn’t judge me for spilling the contents of my wild and dirty vacation. “Oh, please do tell! And you couldn’t...
Group SexChelsea was late, the victim of a failed alarm clock and cab shortage. She silently cursed her tight skirt and heels as she flew through the lobby, skidding across the polished marble floor just in time to catch the elevator. Breathless, she jumped in, glanced at her watch, and exhaled in relief. The button to the fifth floor was already glowing, pressed by the elevator’s only other occupant. When she turned to say good morning, the words stuck in her throat. It was Liam, the gorgeous new...
Group SexHe looked out of the front window of the car, watching the rain and lost in thought. "I still have love for you," he said. "I just can't say that I'm in love with you." She on the other hand watched him, oblivious to anything else in this world. She could not remember not loving him. In spite of herself, she still did. "What does that mean? Are you 'in' love with her?""Damn it Naomi," he exclaimed, frustrated, hitting the palm of his hand hard against the steering wheel. He was losing patience...
InterracialFor the first few weeks working at Joelle’s, my feet never really touched the floor. This was everything I had dreamed of, and more. In case you don’t know about her - though I’d be curious if you didn’t - Joelle’s the woman who turned makeup into a true art. Where others only “applied” lipstick, rouge and eye shadow, she painted with an artist’s skill and turned the plainest women into goddesses, into true artwork. Nobody knew her surname, and nobody needed to. All the big stars flocked to her...
SpankingAidan Black stared at the online text that flashed up onto the screen. ‘I luv ur stories!’ He yawned, and took another sip of his Jack Daniels. He quickly typed a reply and then leaned back in his chair. ‘What do you like about them?’ He smiled at the long pause. All these fans are the same, he thought to himself. Innocent young girls that dream of being treated like dirty sluts and too afraid to tell their college boyfriends that doggy-style after a long alcohol-fused pub crawl just wasn’t...
ReluctanceIt had been five years since my wife died. I was stuck in a rut. It was as if my life had stalled the day Gina passed away. I was as emotionally healed as I would ever be, yet I lacked the will to go out and start anew. I worked, I came home. I slept, and then I headed back to work again the very next day. My life became a cycle. Rinse and repeat, ad infinitum.Maybe that’s why I allowed Christie to get so close to me. I told myself I just needed the help, but had I thought it through, I would...
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