Getting Ready for the Ball Jared tried to stay out of the way as his step mother hurriedly fussed with her daughters elaborate ball gowns. Patrice’s was a deep emerald green trimmed a gold that almost matched her hair. The gown fit tightly and was scooped deeply in the front as was the current fashion
The Suitors Princess Angel nodded to another would be suitor, Duke Schuster, and extended her elbow for him to take her arm. Typically the woman takes the man’s arm, but not in Angel’s world. The Duke was graying at the temples just a bit and his coat did a fair job of hiding his small
The cunt is the asylum of man in his journey toward death.
Six Long Days The next six days went by very slowly for Jared. All three of the women in the house couldn’t seem to leave him alone even long enough to do his chores. When he brought Martha her breakfast the very next morning she tacked on an extra chore for him. Pushing down the
A New Plaything Jared was stoking the cooking fire for the evening meal when his two step sisters entered the kitchen. Patrice was a year his senior and Evelyn two years his junior. Patrice was wearing a low cut light blue country dress that fitted tightly from the hips up. The blue matched the blue
Jared tossed the last bit of horse manure onto the highly stacked wheelbarrow. With a heavy sigh he gripped the handles and lifted. His muscular arms strained and bulged as he pushed the unwieldy load out the stable door to the large pile where he would deposit it until it was needed for the gardens.
Adam seemed to have been disappearing quite a bit lately, doing things in the garage on a daily basis. He was out of school, and I knew that it was hot in the garage in summer. I wondered why he didn’t spend more time around the pool like the rest of us. One day, I
“Mom!” Hollered Seth as I was laying in the bathtub, soaking up the fresh salts I had just bought earlier. “Can Jesse spend the night?” He crept into the bathroom with a big grin on his face and sat at the edge of the tub. “Pleeeeeeeeeeze?” He begged and held his hands up as if
I was relieved to see that the driver of the car was clean cut and handsome; sandy blond hair, a neatly pressed denim shirt, and a great big smile. “Yeah, my car over-heated. I had the damned AC turned all the way up,” I shrugged and wiped the sweat that had been forming off of
I come home from work and tell you that I have plans for you tonight. I ask you if you are hungry for cum, a lot of cum. Your eyes get big, and you say, “Oh yes! I love cum. I always want cum, you know your cum is the best.” You come close to
