Change of Seasons
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Authors Note: This is chapter two of a story based on a request that I received from a young woman who claims to be a slut controlled by a woman at her father’s auto dealership. She provided me with information that dates back to her high school senior year when she first discovered that she would be a slut forever. I embellished the story based on her statements and I will let the reader decide how much of it is believable. As in all my stories the characters are at least 18 years of age and all names are fictitious.
SANDY VISITS MISSY’S HOME
Sand and Missy continued to be lovers for the remainder of the school year. At spring break instead of going home to be with her father, Sandy went home with Missy. Sandy had control over Missy and she had Missy tell her parents that she was bringing a friend home during spring break. Missy’s father picked them up at school and brought them back to the house.
Missy’s parents, Ralph and Priscilla seemed like stuff shirts to Sandy. However Sandy noticed that they both seemed to be checking her out so she decided to have some fun with them. Ralph and Priscilla, like so many married parents, had let their sex life wane somewhat. The passion they once had for each other in the early years of their marriage had passed. They still had an occasional role in the hay but that was a rare occurrence anymore. Ralph was very focused on his business and Priscilla was focused on her social activities. She was the President of the Woman’s Club and that took a lot of her time and fed her ego.
During the week that she stayed at Missy’s home, Sandy went out of her way to tease Ralph and Priscilla. Sandy would around the house in skimpy clothes and allow Missy’s parents to eyeball her shapely figure. Sandy often made trips from the bedroom to the bathroom without putting on any clothes. The first time Ralph spotted her he was shocked as Sandy just smiled at him as she ran back to the bedroom. After that Ralph was always on the alert hoping to see her naked again. He also masturbated thinking about Sandy’s lovely body in the privacy of his own bathroom. Ralph put in long days at the office and Priscilla was gone most days for hours at a time. That left Missy and Sandy plenty of time to have sex in Missy’s room.
‘Do you love me?’ Sandy asked as she stood naked in front of Missy on day.
‘Of course,’ Missy answered also naked.
‘Show me!’ Sandy ordered.
Missy moved toward Sandy partly out of desire and partly out of intimidation. Missy moved her head down and repeated what she had done to Sandy so often. The tip of her tongue parted Sandy’s lips and Missy felt her respond and felt her shudder. Sandy’s hips rocked and she pushed her pelvis against the tip of Missy’s tongue. She kept her legs wide and out of the way as she opened herself to Missy’s hot searching tongue. With her feet planted on either side of Missy, Sandy clenched her hands as she pushed her hips up to meet Missy’s face. Sandy was hot and her body squirmed as her hips gyrated in an attempt to match Missy’s dexterous tongue.
Missy parted and separated Sandy’s puffy, glistening labia and then licked Sandy slowly along her pussy down to her ass and back again. Missy circled her tongue teasing Sandy and then licked over her perineum. Sandy’s pussy lips were soft beneath Missy’s tongue and then Missy opened up Sandy’s hood using the tip of her tongue and delicately teased Sandy’s stiffening, hardening clit out as it poked out from beneath its hood. Missy’s tongue made long sweeps all the way from Sandy’s ass, over her perineum and back the soft wet mushy opening of her pussy to her tingling, throbbing clit.
Missy quickened the motion of her tongue and played Sandy’s sex like an instrument. Missy moved her hands around to Sandy’s muscular ass cheeks and placed a moist finger against the puckered nether hole. Missy smiled as she gently increased the pressure of her finger on Sandy’s anus and it yielded as it accepted the tip of Missy’s finger and gripped it tightly. Missy then fingered Sandy’s pussy as her tongue continued its circular motion and lapped at the engorged clit. Sandy’s body writhed under Missy’s three pronged attack.
‘Oh god, take me, take me!’ Sandy cried, as the penetration of the fingers combined with her clit lapped, licked, sucked and sent her over the edge.
Missy didn’t let up as she pressed her fingers deeper into Sandy’s pussy and asshole. Missy mouth sucked relentlessly on Sandy’s clit as Sandy’s body spasmed and contracted around the probing fingers. Sandy’s gasps turned to screams as her body exploded in a thunderous climax. Missy continued her assault on Sandy’s body until she felt her lover’s body tense yet again as a second orgasm swept through Sandy’s body.
‘Oh my God, oh fuck, you do love me don’t you?’ Sandy gasped as she stroked Missy’s silky hair.
Missy slowed her ministrations as she let Sandy recover from the peak of her climax. Missy felt Sandy’s body relax as it moved to a post orgasmic state. The fingers slipped from Sandy’s holes causing her to shudder and gasp as they were replaced with the cool air. Missy stood up and the two beautiful naked teenagers embraced and kissed deeply. They made quite a picture with Missy’s petite body and Sandy’s tall muscular form locked in an embrace.
‘I have a surprise for you but first let me love you,’ Sandy said with a smile and patted her lover on her shapely bottom.
Sandy crawled between Missy’s legs, flattened her tongue and dragged it slowly over Missy’s swollen pussy lips. The sudden contact of that warm soft tongue on her inner folds caused Missy to gasp. Her hands clutched Sandy’s head and directed the mouth to her throbbing clit. Sandy’s hands slid down and Missy arched her back and screamed in pleasure when one of those long fingers forced its way into her channel. Sandy held her finger still and felt the inner muscles of Missy’s pussy caress it before she returned to lightly tonguing Missy’s clitoral area. She licked and teased in an unhurried fashion, swirled her tongue all over Missy’s hot wet flesh, but never more than grazed the smaller woman’s nub. Missy found herself in an agony of pleasure as Sandy continued to torture her. Sandy stopped her tender attention and looked up Missy’s body. Missy’s eyes were glassy and she was nearly delirious with need. Sandy felt the muscles in her own pussy contract violently at the mere sight of Missy and her state of arousal.
Sandy stood up despite Missy’s efforts to hold her in place. Missy cried out for Sandy to finish her, make her cum. But then Missy’s eyes grew to the size of saucers as watched Sandy put on a harness around her waist with a triangle of material that covered her pussy. Then Missy noticed the imposing dildo that bobbed before the Amazon girl. It was flesh colored and very life like with veins, ridges and even a pair of balls. It was easily eight inches long and so thick the small girl doubted she could get her hand around it.
‘This is my surprise, like it?’ Sandy asked with a smirk.
‘It’s huge, my God!’ Missy exclaimed, ‘Where did you ever get that?’
‘I picked it up when we went shopping in town that day. You and your mother were busy in the dressing room so I snuck out and went to the adult novelty store and bought this. I have always wanted one,’ Sandy replied with a sultry smile.
Sandy smiled and knelt again between Missy’s legs. When she lifted the small girl’s legs to her shoulders Missy suddenly seemed to realize what the Sandy was about to do.
‘No! Wait, it’s too big,’ Missy’s words were cut off as Sandy grasped the big cock and rubbed the head up and down Missy’s soaking slit.
Once the head was coated in Missy’s juices Sandy positioned it at Missy’s entrance. Sandy held it with both hands to keep it stiff and on target as the heavy latex would bend rather than penetrate otherwise. Missy groaned when she felt the head nestle at her opening. She had never counted on this and part
of her mind wanted to say stop, but her pussy wanted something in it in a way Missy had never felt. The urgent demands of her body overruled her mind and she gripped bed sheet tightly in anticipation of it hurting.
‘Relax, I’ll go easy,’ Sandy cooed.
Missy nodded her head and took a deep breath as the big girl pressed forward slowly with her hips and Missy felt the head slip into her. It was very wide and Sandy slowed her forward progress. Missy felt the muscles at the entrance to her pussy clench and fight to keep the intruder out. Sandy however kept up the slow steady pressure and Missy felt her muscles begin to give way as the head of the massive phallus entered. It stretched her open in a way she could never have imagined. For a fleeting moment Missy wondered if she would be injured, but the thought was driven from her mind as the head slipped past the wall of constricting muscle and her inner lips closed upon the thick shaft.
Missy felt full to the point of her pussy splitting open but it also tingled, itched and created an intense desire within her body. Sandy proved to be a very thoughtful lover as she let Missy adjust to the big cock before she slowly pressed forward again. The blunt head of the dildo slid deeper into Missy and forced her inner channel to expand. Missy gasped and Sandy instantly stopped. Missy felt positively stuffed and when she opened her eyes to gaze down her body, she was shocked to see that barely two inches of the fake cock had entered her. Sandy began to slowly rock her hips but she was careful not to thrust forward as yet. Sandy moved in an even motion that withdrew a few inches of the big cock and then pushed it back in. Missy’s body jerked as if she was intermittently touched with electricity.
With infinite patience and care Sandy worked the big dildo into Missy’s quivering pussy. Sandy’s eyes were glued to Missy’s cunt as she watched the pink lips settle around the fake shaft and see the sticky wetness coating the shaft when she withdrew. Missy felt her inner muscles give way as the huge phallus finally came to rest with only an inch still outside Missy’s pink lips. Missy was totally lost in ecstasy as she could felt the huge cock head resting in a place where nothing had ever touched before. Her inner muscles involuntarily spasmed around the big dildo and Missy thoroughly believed she could feel each and every vein or ridge in her pussy. It was the largest cock that Missy had ever had in her pussy.
Sandy slowly withdrew her cock and then stabbed it back in. She went slowly and gently at first allowing Missy to get used to it and then she really went to town on this petite girl. Missy’s hips began to thrust back to meet Sandy’s. With that reaction Sandy wrapped her arms around Missy’s thighs and held her tight as she lengthened the strokes and picked up the tempo. Sandy pounded Missy’s sweet pussy with long powerful strokes.
Sandy and Missy never heard Priscilla come home that afternoon. Priscilla normally would have called out to Missy and announced that she was home but she decided to enter the house quietly hoping to catch Sandy naked again. Priscilla walked upstairs quietly and listened outside her daughter’s bedroom door. Priscilla heard her daughter cry out in pleasure and urge Sandy to fuck her. Priscilla peaked around the door and peered into the bedroom. Priscilla was shocked by the scene in her daughter’s bedroom. Here was her petite daughter being fucked by her shapely classmate with the largest cock, fake or real, that she had ever seen. It was all Priscilla could do to keep from screaming at the two of them to stop.
‘Oh yeah fuck me Sandy. Fuck me with your big dick. Fuck me hard,’ Missy cried out.
Priscilla couldn’t believe that those words came out of her daughter’s mouth. Priscilla was glued to the spot as she watched her daughter get ravished with the huge dildo attached to Sandy.
The huge dildo stretched and filled Missy as never before. Each stroke produced tiny sounds in her throat that escaped as whimpers and little cries of passion mixed in with her ragged breathing. Sandy was still fucking her slowly, but it was unlike anything she had ever done before. Sandy’s hips rolled upwards with each thrust driving the dildo deeply into Missy as it made constant contact with her clit. Pleasure ripped through Missy’s body as she tossed her head from side to side and gripped the bed sheet when her orgasm rocked her body. Sandy never slowed down but actually picked up the pace and drove in with more and more force until Missy collapsed in orgasmic bliss. The first orgasm was still rippling though her consciousness when a second even more shattering peak arrived. Missy cried out and her back arched until only her shoulder blades were touching the mattress.
Without warning Missy’s pussy spasmed and her inner muscles clenched the heavy thick shaft as this orgasm was beyond the scope of any orgasm that she had ever had. Sandy withdrew the huge cock with an obscene popping sound and then crawled up onto the bed and lay down on her side with her head propped up on her hand. She smiled down at Missy and playfully kissed her. Sandy then looked up and spotted Missy’s mother in the bedroom mirror. It took Priscilla several seconds to realize that she had been spotted and she pulled back from the doorway but she knew she was too late. Priscilla hurried to her own bedroom and closed the door.
‘God, you’re a great fuck Sandy,’ Missy said in a weak voice as she raised her head and looked at her lover’s face and then with a slight tremor she added, ‘That was incredible, absolutely incredible.’
‘I’m glad you enjoyed it,’ Sandy said with a smile.
‘Enjoyed it, I didn’t want it to end,’ Missy said in a raspy voice.
‘It doesn’t have to end,’ Sandy said as she reached down grasped the thick dildo and slapped it against Missy’s creamy thigh, ‘I can go all night, if you like.’
Missy giggled and said, ‘You could kill someone with that thing,’
‘Would you like to be orgasmed to death?’ Sandy asked.
‘Maybe later but right now I need to rest,’ giggled Missy.
The two teenagers lay next to each other and stroked each other’s body. Missy had just cum like never before and she was not quite ready for another round. Missy slowly nodded off in Sandy’s arms. Sandy looked down on her and smiled at her petite lover. Sandy eased herself out of the bed and stood up quietly with the big dildo dangling between her legs. Sandy reached down and playfully stroked the large rubber cock. Sandy wondered to herself what Missy’s mother was up to and then she left Missy’s bedroom and walked toward Priscilla’s room as the big dick bobbed in front of her.
SANDY AND PRISCILLA
Priscilla was in her bedroom on her bed with her fingers buried in her pussy. Her mind flashed back and forth between the visions of her daughter and Sandy. Priscilla had worked herself into frenzy and she was just on the verge of a massive orgasm when she spotted a movement in her room. She thought her eyes were playing tricks on her as she tried to focus on the figure standing in the doorway to her bedroom. The figure leaned against the door jam and appeared to be naked and was displaying an impressive erection. The person was looking at her on the bed and then slowly turned and moved in her direction. As the person approached Priscilla could see better and then she realized it was Sandy. Sandy slowly walked toward her and closed the space between them and she could now see that Sandy had an erect cock. Priscilla knew it had to be the dildo that Sandy just used to fuck Missy’s brains out.
Sandy looked menacing wearing the strap-on with her shapley physique. She was like the hunter stalking her prey and Priscilla being the over matched prey knew she had only one choice, to be submissive. Sandy knelt up on the bed and looked down at her and smiled.
‘How do you like my cock,’ she asked in a sultry manner?
‘Please!’ Priscilla whispered in fear.
‘I have b
een thinking about this for awhile but I wanted to wait until the right moment,’ Sandy whispered, ‘Don’t worry Missy is asleep.’
Sandy lay beside Priscilla and played with her body, cupped her breasts and stroked the nipples for quite sometime. Then she lowered her head and took one of the hardened nipples between her teeth and bit down on it gently. Priscilla gasped with delight as Sandy rolled the nub in her teeth. Sandy then rolled over so she was on top of Priscilla and slowly stroked the artificial penis across her perineum.
She crawled between Priscilla’s spread thighs and pressed the head of the dildo against her gaping slit. Priscilla moaned and opened her legs wider as Sandy worked the phallus inside her. She slowly thrust forward until the massive cock was completely buried inside Priscilla’s tight cunt. Sandy then started rotating her hips, churning the toy about as she kept the fake cock in constant contact with Priscilla’s clit.
Priscilla wrapped her legs around the teenager’s muscular torso opening herself up fully to the Sandy’s ministrations. Sandy was soon pummeling the fake dick harder and faster with her stomach slamming against Priscilla’s abdomen. Priscilla could feel the intense orgasm building up in her slender form as Sandy pounded the phallic-shaped object in and out of her sopping wet pussy. Priscilla’s body grew rigid and just as she was about to scream Sandy kissed her and forced a tongue into open mouth.
Her body wracked by the orgasm Priscilla convulsed spontaneously while trying to catch her breath. Sandy was still moments away from her own climactic conclusion and she continued to pummel the artificial penis into Priscilla. In the dimly lit room sweat glistened off of Sandy’s skin and poured down her back and sides, soaking the sheet beneath them. As Sandy’s own orgasm flooded her groin, her movement finally slowed down to the light bucking of her hips until everything has subsided.
They rested in each other’s arms with Sandy on top of Priscilla and the fake cock still buried in her pussy. Slowly Sandy lifted herself off of Priscilla and backed the dildo out of her womb. Sandy rolled Priscilla over on my stomach and began to massage her body. She worked Priscilla’s shoulders down to her lower back and as she straddled her, Priscilla could feel the imitation cock brushing her buttocks. Sandy continued to massage Priscilla’s body working the knots and kinks out of it. She moved her hands to Priscilla’s legs and worked them up to her butt. Sandy rubbed Priscilla’s shapely ass cheeks and then lifted her up by the hips elevating her ass. Priscilla behaved as if she was under a spell and she allowed herself to be manipulated under Sandy’s control.
‘I have to fuck you once more before Missy wakes up,’ Sandy said in a raspy voice.
‘Please not in my ass,’ Priscilla pleaded.
Sandy laughed and replied, ‘No not in your ass at least not this time.’
Sandy eased the fake dick into Priscilla’s pussy as she held on to the woman’s ass cheeks. Sandy fucked her slowly and massaged her ass. Priscilla reached her own hand up to her pussy and diddled her clit as the phallus plunged in and out of her hole. Sandy seemed mesmerized with Priscilla’s ass and she molded it in her hands as she fucked her. Priscilla had several more orgasms before Sandy finally stopped fucking her. Priscilla’s last orgasm was the most intense and Sandy finger fucked her asshole as the dildo pounded her pussy.
Priscilla collapsed on the bed and pleaded, ‘Sandy no more, please no more, I can’t take anymore!’
As Priscilla lay there she thought about how easily she had been seduced into the world of lesbianism first by Sandy. Priscilla then felt she was powerless against any assertive female who seduced her. She couldn’t believe how she was putty in the teenager’s hands and why she never protested or put up a struggle. Priscilla’s thoughts were interrupted when Sandy patted her on the bottom and spoke.
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Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change -- Winter By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson Sunday, February 11, 1872 Reverend Yingling stepped over to the altar. "Before we conclude, Horace Styron, the president of the board of elders, has asked to make an announcement." He turned and gestured towards Horace, who was sitting to the right of the altar, with Willie Gotefriend and Jubal Cates. Horace stood up and walked over to stand next to Yingling. "At last Wednesday's board meeting, a motion...
Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change -- Winter By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson Sunday, February 18, 1872 Carmen knocked gently on the bedroom door, then opened it a crack. "Wake up, Margarita." "What time is it?" Maggie stretched and sat up. Carmen stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. "Just after 8:30." "8:30!" Maggie threw back the covers and scrambled out of bed. "Why did you let me sleep so late?" "Because you needed it, working until after 2 last night...
Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change -- Winter By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson Sunday, February 25, 1872 As soon as Mass ended, the congregation hurried out to the courtyard beside the church. Two long tables had been set up beside the fountain. At the first, R.J. Rossi and Jane Steinmetz were pouring sparkling red liquid from bottles into a pair of large crystal bowls. Arnie Diaz was arranging rows of glasses near them. Trays of yellow cake were already set at both ends, and a...
Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change -- Winter By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson Sunday, March 3, 1872 Trisha pulled her nightgown off over her head and tossed it onto the bed before quickly stepping into her drawers. Church services began in about 90 minutes, and she wanted to get there early, to bask in the praise for the dance the night before. As she reached for her camisole, she looked over to see how Kaitlin was doing. "Trisha," Kaitlin said loudly, pointing, "what the devil is...
Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change -- Winter By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson Sunday, March 10, 1872 "I will not do it," Arnie insisted. "I would not wear woman's clothes yesterday, and I will not do it today." Dolores folded her arms and scowled at her newly transformed cousin. "Si, Arnoldo, you will." They were alone in Teresa's room. Arnie had spent the night there, rather than sleep in her old room with her brother -- or with Dolores and her sisters. "Why should I?" Arnie...
Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change -- Winter By Ellie Dauber and Christopher Leeson Sunday, March 17, 1872 Dwight Albertson glanced up at the clock as he raked in the cards for the next hand. "It's seven minutes till noon, gentlemen, which is when this game is supposed to end. Do you want to stop now, or are you all in for one more hand?" "Best ask Miz Kelly," Sam Hughes said with an angry snort. "Seems like she's got most of the chips." Bridget smiled. About half of the...
Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change -- Winter By Ellie Dauber and Christopher Leeson Sunday, March 24, 1872 "Let us pray," Reverend Yingling, said, continuing with his Easter Sunday sermon, "that, on this glorious Easter morning, we, too, can find a new birth in the salvation of His own Resurrection. For, to share in the re-birth of our Lord is to be changed into a being of light and joy. Such change is the very hope -- the _only_ hope for our immortal souls." "And yet, not all...
Eerie Salon: Seasons of Change - Spring By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson © 2014 Sunday, April 7, 1872 Nancy Osbourne sat, waiting, on the steps of the schoolhouse. "Good morning, Reverend," she said, standing quickly when she saw the man coming around the side of the building. "You, too, Martha...everyone," she added, when she saw his wife on his arm, with their children trailing behind them. "And to you, Nancy," Yingling replied for them all. "And how are you this...
Eerie Salon: Seasons of Change - Spring By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson © 2014 Sunday, April 14, 1872 Reverend Yingling braced his hands on each side of the podium and smiled confidently at his congregation. "As you know, I will be appearing before the town council next week to demand that they vest control of that transformative potion of the _barman_ O'Toole in more trustworthy, more _moral_ hands. The church board of elders has voted to support me in this, and Horace...
Eerie Salon: Seasons of Change -- Spring By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson © 2012 Sunday, April 28, 1872 Nancy walked slowly towards the schoolhouse. 'Feels good to be back here,' she thought to herself, as she joined the crowd of Sunday worshipers gathering outside the doors. 'Even just for Sunday services.' There was a rustle around her, as people turned to look her way. "What is _she_ doing here?" someone said indignantly, speaking just loud enough for Nancy to...
Eerie Salon: Seasons of Change - Spring By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson (c) 2014 Sunday, May 5, 1872 Reverend Yingling looked out at his congregation. "My friends," he began, "as we prepare to end this morning's service and go out to enjoy this glorious day that our Lord has given us, I remind you that there is work yet to be done. The town council will be meeting Wednesday in this very room to consider our petition regarding Shamus O'Toole's foul brew. I ask you to join with...
Pablo talks with Don Luis. Red Tully talks to Abner Slocum and Dr. Upshaw about taking Abner to Philadelphia. Nancy starts her new job. Milt and Jane meet with Reverend Yingling. Milt and Jane marry. Roselyn advises Flora. Arnie talk to the Spauldings. The church board meets. Nancy gets a telegram. Trisha admits the truth. And lots more. Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change - Spring By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson © 2012 Sunday, May 12, 1872 "Before we sing a final...
Eerie Salon: Seasons of Change - Spring By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson © 2014 Sunday, May 19, 1872 Jonah Morrison put down his plate and took a seat at the long table next to his brother, Reuben. It was 7 AM, and the hands at the Triple A Ranch were having their breakfast. Jonah quickly poured himself a cup of coffee and downed it in a single, long gulp. "Damn, I needed that," he said, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. "Sounds like you had too much of something else...
Eerie Salon: Seasons of Change - Spring By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson © 2014 Sunday, May 26, 1872 The music woke Lylah up. "What the hell?" She tossed back her blanket and sat up in bed. Only... she wasn't in bed anymore, or even in the room she shared with Flora. She was downstairs in the Saloon. The room was full of light, and she could hear music, although she couldn't see the musicians. She couldn't see _anyone_. She was alone. "This hasta be a dream," she...
Eerie Salon: Seasons of Change - Spring, part 10 of 13 By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson © 2013 Sunday, June 02, 1872 Reverend Yingling leaned forward, both his hands braced on the altar, and began speaking. "You all know, I'm sure, of the fire last Thursday night. Many of you, no doubt, were among those who fought it. I was there myself, a part of the bucket brigade." "I do not know how the fire started. It may have been some careless mistake on the part of the rather...
Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change - Spring, part 11 of 13 By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson © 2014 Sunday, June 09, 1872 Father de Castro looked down at his notes for a moment before speaking. "My friends, I have a few quick announcements before the final prayers. Last week, Don Luis Ortega presented two challenges from our congregation to Liam O'Hanlan and the board of the Methodist Church. They have accepted them both." "The first, I have spoken of already at the daily Mass. ...
Eerie Salon: Seasons of Change - Spring, part 12 of 13 By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson © 2013 Sunday, June 16, 1872 Nancy Osbourne and Opal Sayers walked slowly through the schoolyard towards the building. Both were dressed demurely, Opal in dark brown, and Nancy in her blue "church-going" dress. "Maybe this wasn't a good idea," Opal whispered, looking around nervously. Nancy shook her head. "Yes, it is. It's _always _ a good idea to go to church on Sunday. You and I...
Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change - Spring By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson © 2013 Sunday, June 23, 1872 Hiram King finished the waltz with a flourish of his fingers across the keys of his accordion. "That's it for tonight, folks. We hope you enjoyed yourselves, and that you'll all be back next week." He slipped the straps off his shoulders, while Natty Ryland and Tomas Rivera, the other members of the Happy Days Town Band, stashed their own instruments, fiddle and clarionet,...
The day was dark enough without the addition of the snowfall pelting the ground, blanketing the casket that now held my dear wife of some thirty-five years. I didn't feel the cold however, I was already numb emotionally as I stood there. Standing by my side were my two daughters, Rachel and Kimberly, along with my son Pete home on emergency leave from the service. Hard enough on them burying their mother during a near blinding snow storm, each one of them berating themselves for not being...
My name is Jason, and my wife, Katie, and I are in our mid-thirties now, still living a cuckold lifestyle, that began with us agreeing to try swinging with our close friends, when I was twenty-seven years old, Katie was twenty-four. Our daughter was only five months old then, and Katie was breastfeeding her.Katie and I live in Memphis, where we moved when we got married, right after graduating from UT; me with a law degree, and Katie with an accounting degree. I was recruited by a law firm in...
Cuckold"You're Kalliste's friend aren't you?" Caroline asked Kit Cameron. It was Tuesday night at the Northwestern University Women's Co-op and people were busy everywhere. "Do you know any stories?" Kit was taking her turn at the loom and glanced at Kalliste Periakes over her glasses. Kit was like Kalliste, a woman of indeterminate age with dark hair and a slight olive cast to her skin. Her thin face showed a few lines, and at times her dark eyes seemed deep and unfathomable. "We've known...
We will now relate what was passing in the house of the king's attorney after the departure of Madame Danglars and her daughter, and during the time of the conversation between Maximilian and Valentine, which we have just detailed. M. de Villefort entered his father's room, followed by Madame de Villefort. Both of the visitors, after saluting the old man and speaking to Barrois, a faithful servant, who had been twenty-five years in his service, took their places on either side of the...
"God, that was fun," Selene said as she pushed open the front door of the Women's Co-op. Three other girls crowded in behind her. It was a blustery Spring afternoon in Chicago, and all four of them were heavily bundled up against the cold. All of them carried signs demanding the government take some action. "Did you see his expression when you hit him with the pie?" "And that cop was like totally out of line," Brianna said. "He actually tried to lay hands on us." "Shut the door,"...
"So, they're just friends from college?" I asked, dousing my hands in shampoo."Yes, we were like a trio; only I was the third wheel after a while. I don't know how long I was exactly, but just one Saturday night, I came back to our dorm to find Samantha eating out Hallie. I didn't even know either of them were into girls, but there they were," she explained as I got it in her hair. "And judging by your dick touching my butt, you like that. Well, at least we're in the shower.""Well,...
CheatingI could feel the sweat trickling slowly down my back, snaking its way between my shoulder blades as we worked. It had gotten so hot that even the waiting staff had noticed, pulling at their tight collars as they waited by the hotplates. We were an hour into service and the only thing keeping me going was the knowledge that Alex was having an equally hard time, and, for the second time that evening I heard his muttered curses as he caught the side of his hand against one of the stoves’ back...
Hallie and Kassie were both freshman; they were designated roommates by the apartment office for the complex in which they had chosen to live. The university did not have near enough dorm space so the local apartment complexes did a booming business renting to students.In a questionnaire that was part of their apartment application, Hallie and Kassie had each answered many demographic and personal questions. The apartment management had worked out a system to sort students into roommates based...
College SexMonday was Labor Day and the teens had planned a day-long outing on Kalliste. The sun glittered off the water of the channel clear and bright in the morning as the group prepared the boat for the voyage. The day promised to turn quite sweltering by afternoon. Summer was not yet done with South Georgia. Rebecca smiled at Tina's antics. She was wearing a navy-blue, sleeveless button-up top with a white and red anchor embroidered on the chest. White cotton shorts and a silly white sailor's...
Hallie –I really love my bff, Jessica and I am fond of her boyfriend, Jason, but sometimes she drags me into things that I would prefer not to do. Like tonight, drinks and dinner at Jessica’s with her second cousin from out East. Sure, I can be pleasant, demure, sociable, and all that but things like this aren’t really what I had in mind.But, I may as well look nice. I have a new dress and the neckline is lower than I usually wear, but the color and print screamed at me in the store. It is...
Hallie –I really love my bff, Jessica and I am fond of her boyfriend, Jason, but sometimes she drags me into things that I would prefer not to do. Like tonight, drinks and dinner at Jessica’s with her second cousin from out East. Sure, I can be pleasant, demure, sociable, and all that but things like this aren’t really what I had in mind.But, I may as well look nice. I have a new dress and the neckline is lower than I usually wear, but the color and print screamed at me in the store. It is...