Dogwoman Susan Sloan
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While the Gibraltar Triumph still warms the cockleshells of the heart, a certain Birdie Brewster doesn’t rest his laurels when it comes to work. My personal Motto is Buckle Down, Cockleshells Be Damned. And, quite frankly, I was relieved to re-straddle the career grinding wheel again. At home, dinner table voiciferations were revolving around wedding matters far too much for one’s comfort, chatter-wise. While I’ve been waiting for the Ms. Sloane Miracle, my mother, my auntie, Wandy, Trish,...
One is rarely pleased when the entire f. side of the Universe conspires against you. That damnable streetcar video! And then The McGovern having the brass to share it with her mother. My displeasure would have had me tossing and perhaps even turning that fateful night, but Trish, sensing my despair, did indeed dispense succor. Three times ... manna from ... well mouth-manna, I suppose one could call it. I drifted off dreaming of that modern, phallic-shaped streetcar instead of the Gibraltar...
Chapter 1 Mandy Because I had been under so much pressure in the city I used the death of my favourite aunt as an excuse to take a sudden, but well earned holiday and decided to spend a couple of weeks in the country town where she had lived for over half her life and I had spent many happy times with her as a young boy. Driving into town and seeing horses grazing in almost every paddock reminded me that she’d always said that the place had more of them than it did people. Having left as...
The afternoon sun cast the big Harley’s shadow across the simmering asphalt. Not a breath of wind rustled the gnarled mesquites and thirsty creosotes dotting the low hills. A few cottony clouds drifting above the distant mountains spoiled an otherwise ocean blue sky, but their presence heralded the coming desert monsoon that would break the June inferno.The bike’s pillion creaked as Claudia leaned back with her left boot planted on the parched ground and her right leg extended with her heel...
Straight SexMs. Sloane called for me and I obeyed the norms of office society and to-and-froed my way up the rear staircase in a timely manner. “Shut the door, please, Birdy.” Some blighters, and you may have noticed this, simply shut the door. A rather casual, cavalry way, don’t you think? I assigned my full attention to the task, turned the knob counterclockwise — or is the other way? — to insure safe passage. Realigned the handle, tugged to make sure the portal was secure. Professional tailors have...
Ms. Sloane, in her attempt to extracticate me from what Trish McGovern was telling her friends was, “Engaged to be engaged,” was doing what Peggy and Pru did when soliciting new business for BB. They do extensive research. Study the history and background and backdrop, that sort of thing, of the company they’re after. The company and the industry. Auntie Pru often disappears behind a closed office door for a week or two, sometimes longer. She and my mother work with the Creative Director and...
It should come as no surprise to regular readers of this Chronicle, that Froggy Attenborough and I have rigorous intellectual discussions even when The McGovern isn’t around. Back in our salad days of yore, Trish was usually an hour or so late for our after-school Mouseketeer meetings. Piano lessons, she was always doing extra stuff — chess, debate, like that. But this was earlier on, when she’d just explained the facts of life and boobs and stuff. I remember that particular afternoon...
I wouldn’t say my Gibraltar presentation rehearsals were a disaster. Until I saw the video that Cora had shot. Then I would say it — my Gibraltar presentation rehearsals were a disaster. Ms. Sloane seemed non nonplussed. But then she usually did. “Some room for an upgrade, Birdie. But, plenty of time. It’s not until Tuesday.” “The Sisters?” “Agree there’s an opportunity for refinement.” Gulp. “Now, what are you to focus on?” “Naked people.” “What!” “It’s The McGovern elixir for the...
Now I rather resent the absurd notion that I was to the manner born. And I do go out of my way to avoid any hint of favoritism at work. Some chaps, having access to a key executive — to wit, i. e., for e. g., one’s mother — might take advantage of that insider connection. Birdie Brewster, for the record, took no such shortcuts. I waited until dinner, “Mamacita, you know how old school Louise Lane is...” She held up her hand, much like a school crossing guard, “Birdie, BB needs you to take on...
BB, the advertising agency, is avant-garde, social responsibility-wise. From the beginning, Peggy and Pru hired indiscriminately — no preference given to gender, sex, skin pimento, nothing like that. Now Ms. Sloane had only been in town for a couple of weeks or so, but already had an office at BB. I don’t mean a cubicle like mine, but a door, two windows, the real deal. I’m definitely going to start ordering more fish. Boiled Finnin-Haddie, say. Steamed muscles. “Come in, Birdie.” The sun...
Another summons. Another heel-and-toe up the back stairs to see Ms. Sloane. Being well versed in the art of social conviviality, I shortstopped the impending business discussion with what, in the higher corporate circles, is called an ice breaker. “Ms. Sloane, I’m thinking of having my shirts monogramed. Spiffy, no?” “No.” “Huh?” What’s wrong with Bertram Owen Osgood Brewster? She handed me a pen, “Write the monogram out, Birdie.” Done. I gave it the double-o, and it took but a mo,...
So, a major day at BB for yrs. truly. On Thursday, I’m to meet Meg Gibraltar for the first time. First time I’ve met any of our clients. The occasion? Louise Lane would be unveiling two new Harvey radio spots — 15 and 30 seconds. Ms. Sloane explained, “They’re spinoffs of our social media spots — geared for an older demographic.” “Of course.” During our pre-meeting prep, Auntie Pru had suggested, “Listen and learn, Birdie.” I nodded. She leaned in and whispered, “And keep your fucking...
'Would you like me to suck your cock?' I asked my sexy Uber rider.It was out of the blue but I was so horny and he was just too sexy not to ask. Besides we’d been flirting since he got in my Honda.'I would love that.'Without hesitation I was making the slide into the back seat that I’ve become addicted to. In a fluid motion I was landing next to him, unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock like I the practiced slut I am.My rider took a sigh and sat back as he played with my ass while I...
…That was until he met Justin Desmond. It was strange, really, the way Alex thought of Justin. He would find himself sometimes staring at Justin during class (he had most of the same classes with him). Alex had to admit he was attractive, with raven-black hair that flowed from his head in a sort of messy way. They shared the same athletic build and he had noticed that they seemed to be the same height as each other. Alex knew he was an attractive young lad, and he also knew that girls wanted...
“Froggy got off a corker last night.” Ms. Sloane smiled, “Oh?” “What’s the difference between mashed potatoes and pea soup?” “Anyone can mash potatoes.” “You heard it?” “In third grade.” “Oh.” As per his habitual habit, yrs. truly was modest re: the Gibraltar Triumph. “Piece of cake, Trish. Of course Ms. Sloane was helpful. Rather useful, in fact.” In our basement Lair, The McGovern had me in one hand, Froggy in the other, working -- with her favorite vanilla lubricant -- her...
The Horse Rider. True My gramps had come to Australia in the 50’s to set up a food processing line for an Australian company but within five years had formed his own company. My dad had taken over when gramps retired and the business boomed. Then my mum died of cancer – my dad was devastated and after a couple of years decided to go back to Wales and asked me whether I wanted to run it. I was 28 at the time. No I told him I am an engineer and not a business minded so he sold the company to a...
Hi Y’all,A quick story of a Uber ride I just gave yesterday and some fun I had with a rider. I was over in Juanita which a part of Kirkland, WA when I accepted a ride from a guy living in Juanita village. It’s a new condo/apartment/shopping center style place. He got in my car and I knew right away he was the exact type of guy I’d love suck the cock of. He was fit, well groomed, handsome and smelled great. He also was very friendly and had me laughing in no time.He was heading to work on the...
Driving along, Fran heard a motorbike coming up behind her. She pulled over slightly to allow him to pass. Then looked on with pleasure and a little lust as she saw a very sexy looking guy on his Harley. “Mmmm” she thought, “he could park that in my garage any time and not necessarily the bike.” “Hell why don’t I ever meet guys like that.” She was heading to her friends house in the Sunshine Coast hinterland. She thought she would surprise her with a visit as they hadn’t seen each other for...
This happened today and it shouldn't have but I’ve been feeling free and feisty recently. I was at work when my boss — the lesbian that isn't interested in me, or so she says — asked me to run an errand and I instantly thought it was a way to get out of the office. So I said yes, even though it was beneath my work status. I had to go into Boston to pick up some piece for a machine they use to work on teeth. Salem is chaos this time of year so I took an Uber. The driver was silent the whole...
CheatingBut I'd like to tell you anyway. Imagine: Moscow, a bar. It's smoky, dimly lit. In the far corner, just over there, you can see two men playing pool. That one on the left, he's Mr. Salvastor. Very rich merchant banker. Foreign. I don't quite recall the other one's name, but he's likewise rich. The music is just a touch too loud, and it's all about 7 years old. But, the atmosphere is good, and drink is cheap and of decent quality, and -possibly something to do with the condition of...
I was walking along a old railway line which is now a public footpath when I heard a horse behind me getting really close So I moved over to one side to let it past, The female rider thanked me as she pasted by,I have always had a thing for women on horses must be the tight jodhpurs,boots & riding crop! She had blond hair which was tied back in to a ponytail,white blouse and brown very tight jodhpurs & black boots,she was about early 40’s & very fit. As she disappeared round the corner her...
She jumped with a start and screamed out loud when thunder crashed a mere hundred feet above the roof of her restaurant. Then she laughed at herself for still being scared of thunder and lightning. Her bulldog barked and walked towards the wind battered door. The restaurant was empty. The storm had kept the tourists on the island, indoors, in the safety of their hotel rooms. It was a freak storm and wasn't going to last long, according to the weather reports. Her bulldog made his way to the...
InterracialI was walking along a old railway line which is now a public footpath when I heard a horse behind me getting really close So I moved over to one side to let it past,The female rider thanked me as she pasted by,I have always had a thing for women on horses must be the tight jodhpurs,boots & riding crop!She had blond hair which was tied back in to a ponytail,white blouse and brown very tight jodhpurs & black boots,she was about early 40's & very fit.As she disappeared round the corner...
Unlike Froggy and me, Trish McGovern moved out on her own as soon as she came back home from college. She lives, with three other girls, in a top floor apartment on the Country Club Plaza. Ritzy. It’s the Robert Louise Stevenson building and handy to a variety of bars and eateries. I overheard Auntie Pru talking with Trish’s mother, yclept Megan, “At least yours is an adult.” I later puzzled it out. Froggy and I continued to live at home. Odd definition of maturity — defenestrating oneself...
Our Meyer Boulevard house, the basement part, had always been sort of the unofficial HQ for the Three Mouseketeers. It was centrally located, the house, between Froggy’s and Trish’s. Plus Wandy always had snacks for us. And a welcoming manner. I won’t say Trish was the Brigadoon General of our operation, but Froggy and I usually ended up doing what she wanted. It’s probably because of the maturational thing with the females of the species. Anyway, she progressed from Doctor’s Office to more...
Sherrie had known David for 16 years and he had always been the one to treat her back whenever she hurt it. He was a very sexy Physiotherapist, tall, tanned and very athletic looking. Without fail every time Sherrie went to see him he knew where she was hurting, and would instantly ask her to remove her top and undo her Jeans so he could get to her back. David would always like to check to see if she had her “G” string on and he could see she had a matching bra on. He would make the subtle...
Eighth Floor - FM It's a quiet slow afternoon in the office when the fire alarm goes off. "This is a test of the emergency evacuation system. This is only a test. Please exit the building and..." The message blares from every phone in the office and speakers in the hallway. The accompanying siren insures that every one - even the deaf, even the dead - knows that an alarm has been tripped. I groan and shut down my desk. I grab my purse; I refuse to be stuck outside without my keys and...
Living in the poshest parts of New York, Sherry was perfectly happy with every aspect of her life. She was ambitious and had a great job. She earned enough to lead a luxurious life in this part of the city. The only trouble was her hectic lifestyle and how it left her with no time to date. Her last breakup was rather messy. It has been three months since she broke up with her boyfriend. The only thing she misses now is the sex. She was not much into flings and one-night-stands so finding a...
ShemaleSloan’s visits were always good fun. We’d go club hopping and party up a storm at all my favourite venues in the city, where the house music would pump all night long. I didn’t get to do this as often as I’d like since my husband and his friends were ‘past the party stage’. Nevertheless tonight had been fun. We had now settled in on the couch and talked for what seemed like ages about everything and nothing. His job as a surgeon made for some interesting chats as he was so passionate about...
DEDICATION: This story is dedicated to Brett Lynn, an author on this site, and to all the people like Tony Blair (the British PM) who turned a punk rock hobby into something slightly more estimable. Rider Blue [Part One] By Jacquie Windsor JAN 2003 1. Perry reluctantly moved into the ground floor of the old rooming house at Stern's invitation. His father, a cop, and his mother, a municipal clerk at the courthouse, disapproved of Perry's radical music and teenager's...
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My Shemale Stepmother by Richard-to-Rachel My parents split up when I was eighteen, I was a little distressed by it but we had never been as close as some. Still, I didn't really see what had driven them apart so quickly and so thoroughly that they never even spoke any more. I guessed maybe one of them must have had an affair and that was really all that I thought about it. I went off to college and life went on. That following summer, when I was nineteen, I moved in to live with my...
Note : This story is completely fictional!My parents split up when I was eighteen, I was a little distressed by it but we had never been as close as some. Still, I didn't really see what had driven them apart so quickly and so thoroughly that they never even spoke any more. I guessed maybe one of them must have had an affair and that was really all that I thought about it. I went off to college and life went on. That following summer, when I was nineteen, I moved in to live with my dad for the...
My parents split up when I was eighteen, I was a little distressed by it but we had never been as close as some. Still, I didn't really see what had driven them apart so quickly and so thoroughly that they never even spoke any more. I guessed maybe one of them must have had an affair and that was really all that I thought about it. I went off to college and life went on. That following summer, when I was nineteen, I moved in to live with my dad for the summer. He had bounced back quickly...
My parents split up when I was eighteen, I was a little distressed by it but we had never been as close as some. Still, I didn't really see what had driven them apart so quickly and so thoroughly that they never even spoke any more. I guessed maybe one of them must have had an affair and that was really all that I thought about it. I went off to college and life went on. That following summer, when I was nineteen, I moved in to live with my dad for the summer. He had bounced back quickly...
Note : This story is completely fictional! My parents split up when I was eighteen, I was a little distressed by it but we had never been as close as some. Still, I didn't really see what had driven them apart so quickly and so thoroughly that they never even spoke any more. I guessed maybe one of them must have had an affair and that was really all that I thought about it. I went off to college and life went on. That following summer, when I was nineteen, I moved in to live with my dad for the...
IncestAuthors Notes: This story contains scenes of child abuse, human sacrifice, and other nauseating things. If such offends, or if you are prohibited by age or location from reading such, then don't read it. For those in Arizona, I hope I got the information correct. I apologize in advance to any of the readers who are of Indian descent for any offense they may perceive in this work. No slur is intended against Indians or any racial group. If you want to read what has been written so...
Fornication, damnation and hell fire. Those were my topics – in that order -and variations thereof were my main message. I had probably preached the same sermon – with slight variations – a thousand times in my days as a circuit riding preacher. Because I was a circuit rider my audience varied from week to week and since I served from six to eight churches I only had a to make variations every six or eight weeks. If I sound cynical I was and, admittedly, that’s not a good attribute for a man...
The Rider by: ExtremeDom The boy, a slight fellow, just turned 18 years of age, looked over his shoulder to see if the vehicle was still coming his direction. He had set out on his own after another fight with his father. The man who he hated because he had never been able to live up to his expectations. Being of small size,the boy had never been the athletic star his father wanted. He had tried of course, sitting on the bench for 4 long years through highschool. Tonight had...
This is going to be a very long series... start with "The Convertible" and go from there, this is part two(sort of) of this series... I'll try to make it so they match up but they may get mixed up some... my apologies in advance. This Story is just a bit long, but Enjoy!The hallway was packed with k**s, a thousand of them, from one end to the other. The stairs were crowded with k**s going up and coming down. Pam's locker was down that hall somewhere, she hoped. Twice already that day she got...
"He's starting them early? And such short notice? You sure you're telling the truth?" Another asked. A few girls muttered agreements. They didn't believe this little gossip. "Just ask one of the adults." She replied with a wink. The second girl called over one of the older women who was also working in the field. The entire time, Lumina remained silent and stayed to her work. This would probably turn out to be one of the common field girl lies that this girl had overheard. "Is it...
I had just moved back to Ohio from Florida, into a small town by the lake, needing to keep in shape I joined a gym and started working out, there's quite a few ladies but only a couple that are naturally attractive, two of them work there, and another one is a member, and they are all pretty hot.It was a Wednesday afternoon , I was at the gym getting my cardio workout when in walked an incredibly sexy and flirtatious red head, named Iris skin like alabaster with piercing eyes of green and soft...
The Belly Riders of The IslandsIt had been a little over sixteen years since Harry and Jean had been down to Brazil and he worked for the Alfalla ranchero, crop spraying and Jean won the derby for belly riding that year. Things had changed drastically for them, but mostly for their good. The had bought the two hundred fifty acre island, and built a log home, stable and eighteen hundred foot landing strip. Added a riding path all the way around their land when they returned from South...
By : Vimalesh This is continuation of my story Sheeba My Neighbor – Part I Sheeba and I became very close through our messages and night calls. Most of the messages we sent between us were of ugly and dirty sexual intercourse we dreamt of. We knew that we had same likings in sex. Night calls always ended in hard masturbation. We were eagerly waiting for an occasion to explore each others naked body. Weeks passed without any progress. We couldn’t go even a step further. We relied only on our...
Amy had just received her order from the sex catalog that she’s been waiting for all week. She was hosting Girls Night and couldn’t wait to share her sex toy theme with Penny and Bernadette. Several different lotions and flavored lubricants, an assortment of dildos and vibrators, a couple of pornographic videos (including a special lesbian one) and a bondage ensemble complete with a whip we’re all part of the order.All she had to do was make sure Sheldon wouldn’t be around to ruin their kinky...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestThanks to my Favourite Lushie for the story idea.... Chloe eyed the screen of her phone, recognising the dentist’s number. It was Friday and she was assumed they wanted to confirm her appointment which was scheduled for early Monday. She took the call to hear the Rothmans voice of Aunt Mavis on the other side. Mavis smoked a lot and it still flummoxed her how she was kept on as she was more in the basement smoking than at her desk answering telephones and making appointments. “Good morning...
Group SexMother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
I knew she was trouble when she walked onto the shop floor. There was a ‘don’t mess with me’ attitude about her that belied her small stature and would be out of place here. Not that she necessarily would instigate trouble, mind you, but that trouble would sniff her and break out all over the place. ‘Uh, I’m not sure this is the place for you, hon,’ I muttered to her under my breath in the break room that afternoon. ‘I mean it looks like ya know what you’re doin’ out there on the floor, but,...
Sheetal was feeling very uncomfortable with the advent of monsoon. This happens every year around this season ever since she lost her husband 18 years ago. She was an affluent lady looking after her dad’s business and bringing up her only c***d Dharmesh.Dharmesh was a young man of 16 now. Tall and handsomely built, with a figure of 38-24-34, he has a workout for 90 minutes each day. He has just completed class 10. But strangely he is not attached to his mom. She leaves for her office at 8.15...
By : Vimalesh My dear readers, I am Vimalesh. This is my sixth story in this site. All the already submitted stories were all about the sexual games I had with my maids. The Maid-Kanakamma’, ‘Again with Kanakamma’, My New Maid-Sujatha’, My Maid at Her house’ and ‘The Whore Maid Yadamma’ are the stories I‘ve already submitted. This time I share a sweet love making session I enjoyed with my sexy neighbor Sheeba and the events that led to our close friendship. Please read the story and send your...
Shelena Lowell’s Week, Thursday Guanting Chan... I couldn’t get the nerdy futa out of my mind. She was what lingered in my thoughts after my gangbang by the A/V Club. That had been a wild afternoon. Not only had they filmed it, but they streamed live on the internet on the school’s Twitch account. Soon, it would be edited and uploaded to YouTube with links for people to buy the DVDs of a futa-bully’s first gangbang. And all I could think about was Guanting Chan. There was no denying that...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
After our encounter with Tara and Charlene, I had a feeling Sheri was going to keep exploring. We were getting on the bus to go home the following morning. I was up early, so I went down to the beach one last time. Sheri saw me from her balcony and blew me a kiss. I did the same and headed back to my room to get my stuff. I got on the bus and found my seat near the back. I watched out the window as Sheri, Charlene, Tara, and a junior named Heather were headed to the bus together. That was odd...
Wife LoversOur Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...