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Southern Belle

A Harlequin Romance Parody Daniel had been working out in the fields all day. The hot sun had taken its toll upon his fragile skin; his flesh now possessed a reddish tint. Sweat poured down his brow and glistened upon his massive chest. Realizing that it was not glistening enough, Daniel opened a bottle of oil and poured some into his hand. He lathered it onto his muscular front until he had achieved the proper shine. He paused as the ringing of the dinner bell stirred him from his labor. His...

Sue Ellen Carter A Southern Lady

SUE-ELLEN CARTER A Southern Lady By Betty Noone My name is Robert E. Bradford, age 44, 5'6" in height and weigh 160 pounds. I live in Tascaloos, Alabama, a factory town with about 90,000 population. With my wife, Mary Lou,I own a cafe. My family have lived in the South every since my great-great-great (I don't know how many more greats to add) grandfather immigrated from Ireland about five years before the Civil War and...

The southern belle milf Kathy

First off, to get an idea of me, I work downtown and most of my wardrobe is mostly slacks, button-ups, polos, and proud of my dress shoe collection lol. So when I go out I am dressed well, and clean cut. Anyway, I managed to swing a night with a woman through the suaveness at the blackjack table. She obviously knew what she was doing and was up about $700. I sit down with a Anyway, this milf was stacked with a short black skirt on that kept riding up exposing he lingerie.. Which was a...

Southern Belle Hell

Southern Belle Hell! As we made our way to my Aunt Reba's place down the long desolate dirt road they called a driveway, I rolled down my window and began realizing how hot and humid the South can be. My Mom was dropping me off with her Sister for a few weeks While she tended to her Mother some 200 miles away in a Greensboro nursing home. Grandma's time was almost up but she was a fighter and had made fools of the many doctors who predicted that she only had a few months to live. Now,...

Sissy Mission 4 Southern Belle Sissy

The Sissy Mission series consists of short-short stories designed to give ideas for domme/sub play, solo "outings," or just for your reading enjoyment! The goal is to have a dozen vignettes. --CA Sissy Mission 4: Southern Belle Sissy By Cheryl Alison Mistress believes in community service. So when she dropped the ad on my desk at home, I knew that I would be a faithful community servant within a short while. The ad read: Southern Belles Needed The Ladies' Auxiliary needs...

March of the Southern Belles Chapter Three

"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter Three" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy The parade had begun. "Stay in your rows, ladies!" I heard Gretchen calling from somewhere. As I stepped up across the slight grade of the parking lot, I lifted the front of my dress to avoid tripping on it, before turning left onto Main Street with the rest of the belles in my row. Then I smiled, raising one gloved arm and revealing the lovely little lavender buttons at my wrist, and...

March of the Southern Belles Chapter One

"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter One" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy If even ONE of the girls is missing from the Southern Belle formation at the annual Heritage Day parade, the entire town will know it?every one of their colorful gowns is over five feet wide! Luckily, Lisa's boyfriend may be able to fill an empty hoopskirt for them... "You!" I heard a woman behind me exclaim. I jumped. "Me?" I asked. I turned around. I knew this woman,...

A Southern Story

On a large Southern plantation, Lucius Buford Callaway 'just call me Bo' lived his entire life. So did his pappy, and his pappy before him and so on back several generations. Everyone knew the Callaway mansion and grounds. Bo's family was rich and have been a firm upstanding member of the local church community for many years. There are still things in town named Callaway. The Mall, a park, a wing at the church school and others. For many, many years they have been powerful and...

A Southern Tail

On a large Southern plantation, Lucius Buford Callaway 'just call me Bo' lived his entire life. So did his pappy, and his pappy before him and so on back several generations. Everyone knew the Callaway mansion and grounds. Bo's family was rich and have been a firm upstanding member of the local church community for many years. There are still things in town named Callaway. The Mall, a park, a wing at the church school and others. For many, many years they have been powerful and...

Southern Tramp

AG-109 SOUTHERN TRAMP FOREWORD "Oh, fuck me, Brutus, FUCK ME!" Melanie Wilkerson screamed, writhing in ecstasy and raking her nails across the broad sweaty back of the brawny black stud who was humping his burly physique savagely on top of her curvaceous, lily white form. Brutus slammed his gargantuan eleven inch pecker deep into the lovely blonde girl's impossibly stretched, throbbing cuntal chasm, her legs hooked around his middle, her hips heaving in a frenzy of carnal...

Nympho Fallon Southern Lights

An author favorite : a story I grappled with and thought I shouldn’t write but was glad I did...enjoy. There are nymphomaniacs then there is Fallon. Our lass take on four lads in a gang bang under the big bridge as the full majesty of the Aurora Australis lights up the night sky....There was a rare energy everywhere this particular night. It was in the reverberating cylinders of Jarryn’s supped up i*****lly modified car. Copiously coarse get up and go in the snide loads of crass nonsense...

Southern Belle Hell 2

Southern Belle Hell 2 Mom and I pulled in to Bridgeport New Jersey around Noon. It was so great to be back home away from those nut cases down south. No more Y'all and weird country accents to listen to. After unpacking I began checking many emails on my computer. I was way behind in responding to eveyrone because of the Hooter girl thing the past 10 days. It took me over 2 hours to respond to all my friends. Even though I told everyone I was gonna be gone for 2 weeks, they still...

Great Southern Land Finding freedom on a prisoner s island

There is a photograph, a picture taken many years ago. And it stands on the mantlepiece in our family home.The photograph is dominated by a young woman, blonde and beautiful with her hair in pigtails. And the dappled winter light plays on her smiling face as she studies the map of a European snow bound city; it is glistening snowy white in the background.I know exactly what is on her mind as I recognise the look that plays across her face. She is totally happy in her confident organiser way....

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Wild Eyed Southern Boys

The following story is rated G. Anyone looking for sex, gratuitous or otherwise, or violence will be sorely disappointed. Bummer, eh :)? As always, comments, criticisms, and such are quite welcome and encouraged. Flames will unceremoniously be dumped into dev ull - whatever in the hell that is :). This story is copyright (c) 1998 by me. All rights reserved, no deposit no return, and all of that. Permission is hereby granted for any free archive who might so desire to include...

March of the Southern Belles Chapter Five

"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter Five" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy Brunch was delightful, although I nibbled at my avocado and sprouts sandwich more out of distaste rather than any manifest desire to display appropriately dainty table manners. It was such a pleasure to eat in such exquisite surroundings--the sterling silverware absolutely gleamed, and I'd never eaten off of such beautiful china. Lisa giggled and pointed to the lipstick I'd left on the rim...

Southern Dreams Ch 1

‘We are interviewing Mrs. Allison Clearborne of Boston, who is celebrating her 100th birthday today.’ the newscaster said, ‘Mrs. Clearborne could you tell us a little about what you have seen and learned over the years’ ‘ Well,’ Allison started her voice strong but soft, ‘I guess the greatest thing I have learned is that love is the one thing that a person needs to feel like they are worth something. I have also learned that even when the one you love is gone, you can still go on with their...

Southern Hospitality

It was early morning. Dew was hanging off of the trees and bushes as I jogged through the hiking trail. I had just recently moved here in a small secluded town to start my new life. I was a recent college graduate and although I worked in the large city, the forty-five minute drive to work was worth the fresh air and beautiful landscape. I slowed my pace until I was walking and humming along to the music from my iPod. I wanted to enjoy the morning air. The sun’s early rays created a peaceful...

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March of the Southern Belles Chapter Two

"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter Two" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy Clutching at my petticoats with my lavender-colored fingers, I prepared to squeeze my way through the door. Outside I could hear a continuous and entirely feminine murmur. As I stepped forward I felt Lisa's hoops pushing at my skirts from behind, and I quickly stepped forward, lest anybody see under my raised hoops and catch a glimpse of the lace and satin pantaloons that went all the way down to the top of my...

March of the Southern Belles Chapter Four

"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter Three" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy Marching over twenty blocks in full Southern Belle regalia was a dream come true--and I would gladly have marched another forty blocks, if necessary. Still, it did feel good to get off my feet after my stint in the Heritage Day Parade, even if that meant squeezing my hoopskirts onto a bus bound (I thought) for the community center where I had left all my male belongings behind that...

A Farm Story The Southern Ball Part 6

Tammy awoke with her penis in my mouth. Weird way to start the morning, I'm sure. It's not like she was complaining about it. You know how you're like in that dream state half- way between awake and asleep. Well, I took advantage of that and slipped under the covers. I started pulling her panties down and she didn't fight. She lifted her bottom a little and I just pulled them all the way off. "Cute undies!" I said as I pulled them off her completely. So I just started sucking away,...

A Farm Story The Southern Ball Part 9

I just have to tell you a silly story about Tammy and me messing around in my room. Like totally embarrassing, right. I was lying on the floor just wearing a bra and panties, but fortunately, I put some other things on the floor as well. There was a sleeping bag, and some dress materials and my hoop skirt and stuff. I was lying on my back waiting for Tammy. She was in the bathroom, putting on her dress. I don't know why she went to the bathroom, because I love to watch her dressing. So...

My Kind of Southern Hospitality pt 2

"Alice there's a phone call for you!" yelled my mother from her study room downstairs. "I'll be right down," I yelled back. I was standing in front of my mirror admiring myself a skintight strapless emerald dress I had borrowed from my mother's closet. Sine I couldn't find my strapless bras, I had decided not to wear a bra at all. My hardened nipples were slightly visible, but I didn't care. I had been trying on dresses all evening. Not only because I wanted to find a dress that would impress...

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RedemptionChapter 11 Southern Tradition

Saturday afternoon ED LOOKED AROUND THE ROOM. Five guys, all white, not surprising since they all hated everyone who wasn’t white. They were all men he’d decided he could trust. Except perhaps for Jones. He’d joined them with a recommendation from the Sons of Liberty down in Florida, but there was something about him Ed didn’t like. Ed smiled to himself as he thought about the reaction of the city’s Department of Parks and Recreation if they knew what the Southern Tradition boys were using...

Southern Hospitality Ch 03

He had been texting Laura all throughout the day and they had agreed that dressing pretty casual would draw the least suspicion, so he had. He wore a simple patterned t-shirt and some blue jeans, combined with a pair of trainers that he had at least taken the time to clean. But.. He bit his lip in consternation. It just didn’t feel right. He wanted to be as dressed up as he could possibly be, he wanted to look like a prince for her, it was the least she deserved after all for all that she...

Southern bell

EXIST AND THE THINGS THEY DO NEVER HAPPENED. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, PLEASE STOP READING IMMEDIATELY!!! OTHERWISE READ ON AND ENJOY! The first time he saw her he was in love. She was the perfect woman for him, a true southern bell. She had long blonde hair, dark blue eyes and stood five eight without shoes. Her body had nice curves, her thirty-five inch breasts looked fine against her twenty-four inch waist, her hips measured thirty-four inch each only made her breast look bigger...

Southern Comfort 0

My mother, rest her soul, died when I was seven, so for half my life the only family I had was my daddy and the dogs. Daddy worked as a trash collector in the city, so most of the time it was just me and our four dogs: Fudd, the youngest, a droopy basset hound who seemed to be unable to do anything other than sniff things; Townes Van Zandt, named for the singer, whom everyone knew as TVZ because he was a common sight on anyone's porch; the old hound Po, who had been my mother's favorite...

Southern Style

Southern Style by Ashley Michaels Prologue: (Ashley's Story) My wife and I have been living in a small city in the Northwest for several years. I told her of my cross dressing soon after we married and rather than be shocked by it, she made every effort to encourage me in my dressing. She took me from a very rudimentary phase of dressing to the lifestyle I now enjoy. When I first revealed my cross dressing to her I had only experimented with items such as bras and panties....

Southern Exposure

SOUTHERN EXPOSURE Copyright Kristy Leigh 2003. All rights reserved. 1. Jess Taylor ambled swiftly up the driveway, fishing his keys out of his pocket as he approached the front door. He was a boy on a tight schedule; his Aunt would arrive home at five, dinner would be on the table no later than six. That left him less than three hours of free play; three hours of simple, childish joy through in the late September sunshine, three hours on the swings and slides and...

My Kind of Southern Hospitality Pt 1

This is the first story I've published. Hope you enjoy!I was only seventeen years old when we moved into our new house on Elm Street, Tennessee. I was 5"5, about 110 lbs, and I had jet black hair with emerald gray/green eyes. I had 36C sized breasts, which looked very big on my small frame. In my old town I'd had lots of friends and I'd kissed a little over a dozen boys, but I'd never gone past second base. When we moved, it was the summer of 2007 and I had never lived anywhere so hot in my...

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Southern Nights Hot Nights

Southern Nights, Hot NightsI learned only when I moved there for a teaching assignment at one of the local community colleges why it’s called the deep south, rather than just the south. Thanks to the summer humidity, the further in you go, the more it feels like you’re underwater. When Teri and I found a rental house, it had shade trees and big windows to capture the breeze, but no central air. The nearest Walmart was forty miles away, and completely sold out.Nights in the town of Picsquita...

you have to love that southern charm

Now I would have never thought that the people there would be so different but soon found out they were.The couple that had the park were extremely nice and had set me up with a home right next to theirs. They were an older couple in their early fifties and had only one child,a girl that was seventeen. Jackie worked offshore and Tina had a hair salon in her home, both were very welcoming and made me feel at home. Right from the beginning they would have me over for supper with the animals...

Southern Hospitality Ch 04

Laura lay beside him, her back to him, the stolen duvet wrapped around her like a cocoon of warmth and comfort, a bastion against the cold that plagued him. Biting his lip he inched towards her, finding the edge of the duvet and beginning to unwrap her like the gift she was. He had intended to urge his way under the warmth with her, but as she felt the coolness of air against her unprotected back she stirred. Ash let out a soft beep of surprise as the sleeping form of Laura moved, she...

The Southern Sheriff Ch 04

Out in the middle of nowhere, the three young women from the museum followed the directions that the Sheriff had given them. It took them along an old and bumpy dirt road. On the way, they passed a couple of farmsteads and barns and a beautiful creek that stretched by the road for a mile."You know, even if we don't find the painting, I think I should stop by at the Sheriff's station anyway, just to thank him again for the directions." Stacy gently tapped her pen against her lower lip,...

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Southern Comfort 1

So, what was I supposed to do? I mean, there I was alone with the girl and all she was wearing was a flimsy pair of shorts and a tank-top that was made of the same material. She’d been sitting on the edge of her bed waiting for me and she stood when I entered her room. I could see the slight bulges of her tits poking through her light pink top, as well as her bony hips poking through her bottoms. She looked a bit nervous and in that way that two emotions can show on the same face, she...

Southern Hospitality

I had made it a mile or two down the road when the warm glow of headlights appeared behind me. I turned around and stuck out my thumb. A classic 50's pick up truck pulls over and I hear a sweet southern drawl call out to me, "Hop in, Sug." I sit down and shut the door and turn to thank this kind stranger and thats when I see her face. A sweet caramel brown skintone with long straightend black hair. I guessed her to be about 5'8" and 110 pounds. She smiled at me and asked where I was...

A Southern Gentleman

“Oh baby! Mmmm! I love being here with you… Mmmm yeah right there!” My girlfriend sighs heavily and her body contracts around my dick. “Shit angel, I’m almost there. So close hold on!” I push harder and harder trying to reach my orgasm that is just barely out of reach. “Fuck Ethan, you’ve been going for the better part of an hour and you ain’t came once. I’m done. Let it go,” she says as she slides out from under me, leaving me hard and frustrated. This is gonna be a lonely night. My name...

Southern Lovin

A series of stories following the secret love life of two interpretable first cousin’s… Intro (Arrival) -- Matt took a step outside to the arrivals area of Hartsfield Jackson International Airport, being welcomed to Atlanta by the dry hot air, and honking horns, of the commonly congested roads of Hartsfield Jackson International Airport. There was no breeze, like what he is used to having up north. Matt is a 6 ft’, 185 lb, young piece of meat at the age of 19. He is a...

Farewell Southern Belle

FAREWELL SOUTHERN BELLE His name was Travis. He was from California. Although he was good looking, he was short, chubby, and walked with a cane. He had low self-esteem and didn’t think himself anything special. He had semi-long brown hair, hazel eyes, and a goatee. He fancied himself as somewhat of a photographer. He grew up alone and never had many friends. However, the few he had loved him. Travis wanted more than anything to find true love. He lost himself in fantasies of finding ‘the one’...

A True and Tragic Southern Romance Ch 02

Author’s note: DO NOT read A TRUE AND TRAGIC SOUTHERN ROMANCE until after you read part 2. Moonlight painted the humble bedroom a soft gray with hard shadows. The spring breeze brought the delicious sent of camellias and Confederate jasmine to the couple who lay on their marital bed. Ora Bradey roused enough to turn to her husband and rest her cheek on her right arm. The breeze was cool on her bare shoulders, uncovered by the soft cotton gown that barely came to her knees. It felt good...

With That Southern Drawl

I ran out of my rickety trailer to the white Dodge that had pulled into my long drive way. I climbed in the passenger side door but scooted to the middle. I kissed the boy with a crooked smile on his face in the drivers seat. He tasted of cigarettes and beer. I didn’t need to look to know he had a Coors Light between his legs. The truck roared as he turned back down the dirt drive. He took a sip of his beer and smacked his lips together. He drove with one hand, the other placed comfortably half...

Southern Comfort

Introduction: A FICTIONAL accounting of a guy who gets off impregnating girls, gets the chance of a lifetime. Go ahead and call me a sick and perverted bastard. But just remember, not one single living soul was damaged in any way during the writing of this story. ITS FICTION, PEOPLE!!! So, what was I supposed to do? I mean, there I was alone with the girl and all she was wearing was a flimsy pair of shorts and a tank-top that was made of the same material. Shed been sitting on the edge of her...

One wild night for a sweet little southern girl p2

Please read ‘One wild night for a sweet little southern girl’ first or this is not going to make any sense. We sat on the couch talking about what a fabulous time we were having. I kept on looking over at Dave’s now flaccid cock. It lay there like a large snake. Dave caught the glimpses I was giving him. ‘You know Mary, It was so great to final have you after all the fantasizing I did about you’ Dave said. ‘I’m glad you liked it baby I said giving him a huge smile. I was having flashes of...

Hot Southern Night

It was mid-June, around 11 a.m. and the heat from the southern sun was a scorching 102 degrees. I was on my way out the door and the phone rang, it was Danny. He told me he wanted to go camping tonight and asked me to join him. I thought about it for a second, ‘Danny, it’s blazing hot out and you wanna sleep without AC?’ ‘It’ll be fine Crystal, we can camp down by the lake. If it gets too hot we can take a dip,’ he laughed. I rolled my eyes and decided what the hell, you only live once.

The Southern Sheriff Ch 01

It was 11 a.m. The sun gushed over the town of Clintonville, Mississippi.Isaac Singleton pulled up to the station and got out of his truck. The forty-five year old black man wiped his brow and reached for his cowboy hat. He paused for a second and looked at the sheriff insignia on his hat. He took great pride in being the county sheriff, an office he had held for the past ten years. Since the crimes in the county were few and far between, he spent most of his time assisting and helping the good...

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Kammi s Southern Gang Bang

My name is Kammi and this is a story of a vacation my husband, Glenn and I, had taken this past summer. I am 30 years old 5'6" and 125 lbs. brown hair and brown eyes, 44D-24-34 with pierced nipples. It was a Tuesday afternoon and we were getting ready to go on a vacation in Knoxville, Tennessee. My husband Glenn and I had just finished packing the car after dropping off our k**s at their grandparents house and packed our bags in the car... my husband had me wear a tight denim mini-skirt and a...

Hot Southern Night

It was mid-June, around 11 a.m. and the heat from the southern sun was a scorching 102 degrees. I was on my way out the door and the phone rang, it was Danny. He told me he wanted to go camping tonight and asked me to join him. I thought about it for a second, "Danny, it's blazing hot out and you wanna sleep without AC?" "It'll be fine Crystal, we can camp down by the lake. If it gets too hot we can take a dip," he laughed. I rolled my eyes and decided what the hell, you only live once. ...

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Southern Lust 8211 Her Desires Are To Be Fulfilled

Hey guys, hope you liked my last erotic tale, will be uploading Part 2 soon but for now thought I’d give you another one in the meantime. Hit me up on I had just finished with my exams that day when I left for the southern city of Chennai. I had to attend a family function and was staying at a close friends place. I’d never thought of her sexually but lately, our conversations on WhatsApp had pushed the boundaries of our friendship. We were always frank and I lately was missing out on some...

Southern Exposure Part 2

SOUTHERN EXPOSURE Part 2 Copyright Kristy Leigh 2003. All rights reserved. 3. "Last one up has to kiss a pig!" Lisa yelled. Squealing with laughter, the girls bolted over to the bars and clambered up the rungs in a tangle of hands, feet and elbows. Debbie claimed the first place by virtue of her superior athletic abilities (within the year, she would win bronze at the state gymnastics finals). Lisa and Jessie tied in second, although neither had any immediate plans to visit...

Farewell Southern Belle

FAREWELL SOUTHERN BELLEHis name was Travis. He was from California. Although he was good looking, he was short, chubby, and walked with a cane. He had low self-esteem and didn't think himself anything special. He had semi-long brown hair, hazel eyes, and a goatee. He fancied himself as somewhat of a photographer. He grew up alone and never had many friends. However, the few he had loved him. Travis wanted more than anything to find true love. He lost himself in fantasies of finding...

One wild night for a sweet little southern girl p2

Please read "One wild night for a sweet little southern girl" first or this is not going to make any sense. We sat on the couch talking about what a fabulous time we were having. I kept on looking over at Dave's now flaccid cock. It lay there like a large snake. Dave caught the glimpses I was giving him. "You know Mary, It was so great to final have you after all the fantasizing I did about you" Dave said. "I'm glad you liked it baby I said giving him a huge smile. I was having flashes of me...

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With That Southern Drawl

I ran out of my rickety trailer to the white Dodge that had pulled into my long drive way. I climbed in the passenger side door but scooted to the middle. I kissed the boy with a crooked smile on his face in the drivers seat. He tasted of cigarettes and beer. I didn't need to look to know he had a Coors Light between his legs. The truck roared as he turned back down the dirt drive. He took a sip of his beer and smacked his lips together. He drove with one hand, the other placed comfortably half...

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My southern belle s times two

Finally a two week rest I was thinking when I got up seeing Jackie’s car in the driveway next door.For the last two weeks Tina has been working me over doing things for her,day time projects and evenings doing her. I knew that Jackie would be busy today so it was my day of rest, or so I thought. I had laid around all afternoon watching the ball games on tv and was just thinking about what to cook for supper when a knock came on my door. “Jackie told me to bring you this” she said sitting...

Bi Golly The Night a Southern Baptist Virgin Let the Kinky Submissive Out to Play

I knew better.Martin, a man I work with, had invited me to come over and have drinks with him and his wife, Maya, many times. And every single time until last night, I managed to say no. But I guess my curiosity got the better of me. I suspected drinks meant so much more, and I was right. This morning my body aches like it never has, and all I can think about is going back for more. I was a straight, chaste girl going into their dungeon. But by the end of the night, I was eating pussy and...

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Sexual Shenanigans of Trump Supporters Nicole Arbour Kaitlin Bennett Ashton Whitty and Lauren Southern

Nicole Arbour. Lesbian madam. 40 years old, 5’ 10” tall, leggy, athletic, strong. And stacked. Like a brick house. 50E-24-38. Shoulder-length thick blonde hair. Bright red lipstick, toenails, and fingernails. Golden tan from sunbathing in the nude. Neatly trimmed pussy. A real, live Amazon queen. Nicole had been supplying beautiful American blondes to Kayleigh McEnany’s escort service. A very lucrative partnership. Kayleigh had double-crossed Donald Jr and Eric. Embezzling from the Trump was...

Sexual Shenanigans of Trump Apologists Nicole Arbour Kaitlin Bennett Ashton Whitty and Lauren Southern

Nicole Arbour. Lesbian madam. 40 years old, 5’ 10” tall, leggy, athletic, strong. And stacked. Like a brick house. 50E-24-38. Shoulder-length thick blonde hair. Bright red lipstick, toenails, and fingernails. Golden tan from sunbathing in the nude. Neatly trimmed pussy. A real, live Amazon queen. Nicole had been supplying beautiful American blondes to Kayleigh McEnany’s escort service. A very lucrative partnership. Kayleigh had double-crossed Donald Jr and Eric. Embezzling from the Trump was...

Southern Gent

We were meeting as friends, at least that's what I kept telling myself as I drove to the cafe/bookstore, but in the back of my mind I knew there was potential for something more. "But not tonight," I told myself as I put a hand over my fluttering stomach. I rolled my eyes. Here I was talking to myself while checking my make-up in the review mirror and trying to maneuver through traffic all at the same time. I would be lucky if I made it in one piece. "He's already seen you naked, what are...

Southern BellesChapter 2

“Evenin Brady,” she said. “Miss your plane?” Wilma Dillard was working the desk. I told her what had happened and that I would be staying for the next couple of days with a Mississippi State student. “It is gonna be a slow weekend Brady,” she said. “My clients are all busy somewhere else, I’m sure the MSU/Ole Miss game. We’re too far south to be enjoyin that kind of traffic. But I won’t have to worry about unruly frat boys.” “So,” I said, why didn’t you just set up shop in Starkville....

Southern BellesChapter 4

Darlie and I had just dried off when we heard Wilma’s knock on the door. Darlie was wrapped in a bath towel, I was still completely naked. Opening the door a crack I spied Wilma carrying what looked like a computer bag and opened the door wide enough for her to see my full nudity. Wilma stepped inside. As I closed the door she said, “Well Mr. Damron your face is the same one I saw when you registered. But you are as limp as you were when you left me earlier in the week. I hope your girlfriend...

A Southern WarmingChapter 2

I exited the freeway and headed in the direction of the second oldest town in South Carolina. It was becoming obvious that I was no longer in a zone four growing area. Spanish moss hung from many of the trees that lined the road. I noticed areas of red and pink bushes that were magnificently displaying their vibrant colors. A quick glance at my console let me know that the outside temperature was in the high seventies. Things were beginning to look up. I drove slowly through the center of...

A Southern WarmingChapter 4

"Do I have permission to enter?' she asked with a smile. I could see a little sparkle in her eyes. I immediately got up from my chair and turned toward the woman who had recently beaten me in a race. "You are a hard person to catch," I said, as I flashed one of my, (so I'm told), infectious smiles. She laughed at my comment and with a chuckle said, "I live on the island across the bridge. I like to take my run on the beach in the morning. I have been doing it for quite some time....

Southern TrampChapter 5

"Oh, BRUTUS! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!" Melanie screeched, oscillating her hips and lifting and falling on the big black stud's long, stiff pecker. The brawny brute had his hands clamped around the white girl's middle and he was slamming her down savagely on his lap, grunting like a bull in rut as he pumped his hips lustily back and forth, ramming all eleven inches of his iron-hard poker deep inside Melanie's tight, clutching glove-like abyss. The black limousine creaked and bounced on...

Southern TrampChapter 8

The campaign headquarters for Rhett Wilkerson was a zoo. Melanie perched on the edge of a table as far away from the squealing swarm of enthusiastic Wilkerson supporters as she could. At least five T.V. sets were blaring as the initial election returns began to come in. Shouts of triumph pierced the room whenever the returns indicated that Wilkerson had an edge, and boos greeted any suggestions that Hardman was ahead. On the walls of the room, gigantic posters of Rhett Wilkerson were...

TeensDoPorn Kylie Martin Southern Belle Gets Sexual

Kylie Martin is a southern belle with a super tight body. She got into adult film because of her love of sex and money. We can totally relate to this babe! Her beautiful perky tits looked soft and ready to be squeezed, but we were way more interested in what that mouth do. She sucked like a pro then made her way into a position to get mounted. Never has our producer felt such a slick pussy, and it sure showed by the sheer size of the facial he spunked her with. Kylie definitely has our vote to...

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Southern Hospitality

Tom kicked a rock in frustration, as he opened the gate to a quaint little farm house. As it squeaked open, a lazy old coon dog peered at him from the wooden porch of the old farm house. Tom hesitated for a moment, as the weary old dog resumed to napping. He slowly followed the worn flagstone path up to the steps of the porch, and stopped once again as the dog half heartedly raised his head. The dog released a muffled gruff as if to complain that this stranger was disturbing his all to...

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Core of NightChapter 7

Three teams of horses and their attendants were required to pull down the mighty gates of the town of Dricena. Trask reminded the Prince of Dricena that the town needed no gates against the Northmen, and that the army of the North would be happy to provide for the security of the town. Inside the town, Roja and his men left the Prince and his family in place in the keep itself, and merely tore down a trio of back to back buildings that were surrounded by a usable wall. This newly open area...

Family Connections

[ Warning! If the topic of interracial sex offends you...DON'T READ ANY FURTHER. Thanks. ] I was on my way to meet two white married couples who had chosen to have interracial offspring, instead of their husbands fathering them. I'd been trying to arrange such a meeting for about three months. However, at first, these two couples were unsure if I was trustworthy, and I understood that perfectly well, and so I tried my very best to gain their trust; and eventually, I did. Then, at the last...

The Love ExpressChapter 10 The Desert Wind

March 15th, 1995, 1:10 PM EST; Caldwell Limited; Rochester, NY John Caldwell sat in a hot tub reflecting on how short life really was. He looked out at the still-grey world of late winter in Upstate New York, just outside the glass enclosed room he sat in. The ground was all white from snow cover, the cold stainless steel of his house’s roof did nothing to assuage the cold look of it all. Inside, of course, he was in a hot tub, the entire room made out of warm brown-stained teak, even the...

A Plantation Story

A Plantation Tale. By The Professor 02/98 This story will be a period piece, taking place during the American Civil War period. I realize not everyone on the list is American, so trust me, the historical data is essentially correct. Now, this story is sort of "nasty" but I'm not sure, Thomas, that it meets all of your criteria for your contest. Still, I would appreciate your considering it. Also, I note that it is Black History Month in the United States. Did I write this in...

After the Energists Rebooted Teen YearsChapter 37 Bat Out of Hell

Little Beaver Restaurant, Komoka 5:48pm, Saturday, March 3, 1979 “Dang, Paul,” Jennifer excitedly said as we sat down in this little country diner-like restaurant. “You made your new eight-string bass...” When Jennifer paused to find the appropriate word, Paul’s girlfriend chimed in with, “Thunder!” “Thunder is good,” Jennifer replied, “but I was thinking more along the lines of, Scream. You know, like a Harley rising up from hell, or something.” Jennifer’s words lit a fire within me...

Christmas Candy Cane Cocked Cousin And Mom

"He's an absolute asshole Aunt Bridget," were the first words I heard when I barged into the kitchen after I'd got home from football practice. "Hi mom," I said with a big smile as I reached to grab a couple of cookies from the pan that had just been pulled from the oven. It was their aroma that had drawn me unerringly to the room. After giving mom a quick kiss on the cheek I turned to Rosie and asked with a twinkle in my voice, "Got a kiss for your favorite cousin beautiful?" "No!"...

Maryland My Maryland

Maryland’s Heritage Introduction: This is being written in response to something an anonymous commenter included regarding my story titled ‘Wife Gets What She wants’. He said he had friends who all referred to Maryland as a ‘Yankee State’. I wanted to address that remark. Well I am a Yankee in the ‘American’ sense, but I’m not precisely a Yankee, and neither are most Marylanders, at least in the more historic use of the word. I doubt if the anonymous commenter ever reads this, but like so...

The Prenuptial Agreement

The Prenuptial Agreement- part one by Henry Green "I can't take it anymore! I know that bastard is going to divorce me! I can see the signs! I can't remember the last time that we've had sex! He says he is working late at night. I know he's fucking that air head secretary of his!" Janet was frantic. If Steve divorced him she would be left with almost nothing. Janet's friend Sue was quick to reply. "Calm down Janet. I'm sure it isn't that bad. Besides how do you know ...

Jacobs Retirement

Introduction: Jacobs Career is winding down, and Jake is bringing home the girl he will one day marry. Jacobs Retirement By Allison Bodiford Three years ago Jacob had made Chief Master Sergeant. He was First Sergeant of the 509th Missile Squadron now. He was at the heart of the command structure on base. That had meant that I was on my Ps and Qs for the past three years, mostly. We were part of the political structure on base. Betty has remained a good friend, though with the lesson of...

Crescent City

Crescent City By The Professor It felt good to be home again. For those of us born and bred in New Orleans, the rest of the world is a strange place, lacking the grace and gentility of our city. Only in the Crescent City could her children ever feel truly at home. Had it not been for pressure from my family, I never would have left ? even to go to college. But for my family, every eldest male had been packed off to Harvard since the early part of the nineteenth century. I...

Jacob s Retirement

By Allison Bodiford Three years ago Jacob had made Chief Master Sergeant. He was First Sergeant of the 509th Missile Squadron now. He was at the heart of the command structure on base. That had meant that I was on my P’s and Q’s for the past three years, mostly. We were part of the political structure on base. Betty has remained a good friend, though with the lesson of Sharon I had learned to take her judgments in stride, though not to heart. Perception so often becomes reality even when...

Bridget s Days Ch 02

(Washington, D.C. 1862) ‘Oh crap, crap, CRAP,’ I muttered under my breath as I saw the hooded figures pass the alleyway where I was precariously balanced on a stack of wooden crates. I redoubled my efforts with the pick head I was using to chip the cement from around a pair of steel bars. ‘What is it?’ replied a soft Southern voice from inside the tiny room I was trying to open. ‘They’re here. They’re here now.’ I said. ‘I thought we had more time.’ I put the pick aside, its tip blunted from...

Bridget s DaysChapter 2

(Washington, D.C. 1862) "Oh crap, crap, CRAP," I muttered under my breath as I saw the hooded figures pass the alleyway where I was precariously balanced on a stack of wooden crates. I redoubled my efforts with the pick head I was using to chip the cement from around a pair of steel bars. "What is it?" replied a soft Southern voice from inside the tiny room I was trying to open. "They're here. They're here now." I said. "I thought we had more time." I put the pick aside, its tip...

Cat and Mouse The Terrorist Part 1

Note - To all fans of "Cat and Mouse" (you know who you are!) Sorry for the unusual delay posting this chapter, but I've got a number of excuses I won't bore you with here. The most compelling reason is half way through this thing I realized it was going to be much longer than the other episodes unless I cut something out. Being a stubborn sort, I instead divided the episode into two parts and added a lot of exposition to this part. So what follows is about 50k of pure talk. I...

Sally s Secret Lover

Chapter 1 I wonder why it is, Sally Denham thought quizzically to herself, that nothing in life ever turns out quite the way you think it will? Take me, for instance, a born and bred New Englander -- what am I doing in Quiggville, Tennessee? I'm not even sure I like the South (perhaps 'approve of' was more the term), yet here I am practically committed to spending the rest of my life here! Once Ray gets his partnership we'll be committed for sure. Funny, how the...

Sally s Secret Lover

Sally's Secret LoverChapter 1I wonder why it is, Sally Denham thought quizzically to herself, that nothing in life ever turns out quite the way you think it will? Take me, for instance, a born and bred New Englander -- what am I doing in Quiggville, Tennessee? I'm not even sure I like the South (perhaps 'approve of' was more the term), yet here I am practically committed to spending the rest of my life here! Once Ray gets his partnership we'll be committed for sure.Funny, how the expression had...

Gone With the WindCh 2 The Desert Wind

March 15th, 1995, 1:10 PM EST, Caldwell Limited, near Rochester, NY John Caldwell sat in a hot tub reflecting on how short life really was. He looked out at the still-grey world outside the glass enclosed room he sat in. It seemed like only yesterday, in some ways, that he married Gretel not too far from where he now sat. But it was 18 years ago! In September, his son George would be an adult. He had already graduated from high school, for crying out loud! Admittedly those 18 years were...

The Rise of AzkovalChapter 48 Setting Sail for Azkoval

King Augustus of Marindar looked up from his entertainment when Remulus entered. The king frowned at having his afternoon interrupted. He motioned for the woman reading to him to leave the chamber and gestured for Remulus to come forward. “Please pardon the interruption, Sire,” Remulus said. “Get on with it,” the king said irritably. “What is so important that you disturb my respite?” “You told me that you wanted word from Azkoval as soon as it reached my ears,” Remulus pointed out. “What...

Road Trips for Peter Chapter Four

Flying down the road in my Prius! Heading for more Lush loving. This time I was heading back west but was staying in the South. This time I would meet a real Southern Lady, so to speak! I expected my little flower to be a memorably sweet piece of southern ass. I was moving inland through the Georgia countryside. I had been making short side trips and the days had kept apace. It was now more spring than winter and some of the azaleas had started blooming between the trees along the highway. I...

Novels

Wrinkles in Time Part 1 long

The Adventures of Béla, the Vampire Girl Book 3: Wrinkles in Time Part 1 Chapter 1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Goddess Elaine hadn’t completely withdrawn from the mental image of her sister’s quarters on the great ship as she was awakened by one of her adoring worshippers, causing her to cut short her dream-walk with her sisters, Béla and Beth. She could still hear them talking to each other. ‘Dream-walking?’ Beth asked, giggling. ‘No wonder you seemed so aggrieved when I showed...

Delta OriginalChapter 2 Essco

The scientists busily scoured through the data coming in from the probes around Futura. They needed to learn all they could because they had been spending most of their time learning about Tychy. It kept everyone busy, and there was a lot of excited talk about what they had seen and found so far. A few days later, as they approached the orbit vector, Sean and Lee found Philip and his wife Ulani with Nicko and his wife Kelli, Kyle and Eze in the dining room. Philip was flipping between the...

Marcia Chapters 2 and 3

Marcia Chapter 2 by Marcia Spencer I was awaked the next morning by the brilliant morning sunbeams of a Louisiana summer day. Streaming thru the upstairs window and caressing my face on the pillow, the radiance of the morning corresponded to the splendor of my recollections of the day before. My eyes were absorbed in rapt contemplation of the two sweet mounds over the thin coverlet. I ran my hands down my sides under the cover, thrilling to the swelling of my bosom under my armpits...

The Journal of a Young Escort

Prologue: When I was eighteen I choose to work as an escort, I preferred to call myself an adult companion; but that was not where my companionship for money started. It started when I was sixteen. Before I start some things about me you should know. I grew up in Savannah, Georgia, and grew up rather privileged with material things and social standing. Social standing and family pedigree can still be a big deal in a city like Savannah and I had both. From my mother’s side of the family, I...

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It s My PartyChapter 26

Time: Thursday, January 17, 2019 12:02 AM Frida dashed into the closet from the vestibule and wrapped Toshi in a bear hug. She was trembling and whispering, “Thank you, thank you, Toshi! Thank you for coming back to rescue me!” That wasn’t exactly how or why they got here, but before either Mark or Toshi could explain, Frida continued, “Neto went down to open the mall for Uno. That’s how I managed to slip away. We only have a few minutes. We’ve got to leave! We’ve got to leave...

After Shiloh

I woke up not knowing or remembering exactly where I was or what I was doing there. I did know that I had a fierce headache. Touching the right side of my head I could feel a little dried blood just above my ear and then I started to remember where I was and how I got there. I knew I was somewhere in southern Tennessee, near the village of Pittsburg Landing and Shiloh Church. Shiloh is a Hebrew word meaning place of peace – an inappropriate word for what had gone on there. For two days I had...

Tree Hugging

I am NOT the author.am simply sharingA bounty hunter gets his biggest reward ever!When I got out of school I became a stockbroker. But I have a rough side to me, having played middle linebacker for championship football teams in high school and college, and I was completely unsatisfied. So what did I do – I became a bounty hunter. And I got good at it real fast, and made a ton of money in just two years. But I think my early success got to my head, and I became too cocky. I went after a pair of...

Turnabout Part 12

Saturday morning. We were going to brunch with Michelle and Amanda at a restaurant a couple of blocks from their place. We were first so we gave our name to the hostess. There was a wait for a table so we went to the bar for a drink. I knew that I wasn't pregnant so I had a mimosa. It had been a long week and I needed a break. Jess looked at me and I just said "not today, OK? It doesn't really matter today, does it? Who knows maybe it'll help?" She put her hand on my...

The Adventures of Stampley Plantation

The Adventures of Stampley Plantation The Adventures of Stampley Plantation By WannabeWhitman DISCLAIMER:? This story is a homosexual fantasy involving slavery in the antebellum South, sex with minors, and racial epithets. If you think any of this might offend you, DO NOT READ. If you live in a country, state, or jurisdiction that prohibits you from reading this material, DO NOT READ. If you are a minor, DO NOT READ. NOTE TO READERS: The following is my first attempt at writing...

Secrets of the Tea Room Ch 01

There’s no real sex in the first chapter, but just you wait! Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. All characters represented in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is purely co-incidental. * I smacked the alarm clock off the night stand sending it crashing to the floor. I hated that damned thing! Crawled out of bed and pulling down my nightshirt and stumbled into the kitchen. The coffee was just finishing brewing and the familiar smell helped my...

Johnny Reb

The midday sun was just reaching its zenith as the woman in the faded blue dress stood on the porch. She was looking out to the dirt road that ran along side what was left of the fence that bordered the old farm. The house behind her had seen better days, but that could be said for just about every house in the county here in the spring of 1865. After four years of what had started out as the War for Southern Independence, the tall brunette considered herself lucky to have a roof over her head...

A Bettered LifeChapter 14

"Have I been an insufferable prick for the last ten years?" Will asked his mother as they drove across the Memorial Bridge into New Hampshire. It was well before dawn—they had left Augusta at four in the morning—and he had sipped an entire twenty-ounce cup of cappuccino to infuse himself with some caffeine. "Not exactly," Kate answered after a moment of consideration. She gave him a guarded look, but there was the faintest hint of a smile playing in the corners of her mouth. "But kind...

Living Beyond the Day a P P StoryChapter 16

We drove into town to see a barricade that had been erected by the Kings. I said, "All cars stop. Group Two cars, back further and peel around to the left. Stay out of the square. You may defend yourselves with machine guns. Karen, your people need to stay back from the square but be ready to kill or at least slow stragglers as best you can." Karen's voice came on. "10-4, General Honey. We're ready. Hit 'em hard." "This is Lead. Car Two, give 'em one quick splatter with cannon on...

Bounder Ch 06

*********************** CHAPTER SIX It was not quite yet midday when we arrived, as we had hurried our traveling pace on the good road to complete the four leagues of distance in rather less than the usual four hours. I was huffing a bit, being a little out of my best physical conditioning, but Koch and Flerrie appeared to show little if any fatigue and they made no particular complaints. I left them for the moment at one of the roadside vendor tents, an ale house of sorts, and let them quench...

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