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The Submission Of SusanRevenge is sweetContinued from ‘First Day At College’Over the following weeks, my Master seemed to be getting more and more friendly with our next-door neighbour, Tim. Weirdly though, I have seen very little of Sally since she decided to pop over and tell my Master about my actions around her house which
This is a sequel to a story I wrote five years ago. ‘I can see you.’ you could read that first if you wish but not essential. I’ve moved the timeline on the same number of years, the theme of the original story is mentioned but a new theme is the plot. All characters are
Author’s noteIt’s interesting what can happen in the span of a few hours with a few shared words. In this story, we will find how that applies to a mother and her son whose relationship changes within a single conversation.If you have concerns over what content may be in a story, please read the story
Kevin had just gotten his test back from Ms. O’Hara.”Oh shit,” he cried out!Oh now he’s done it. Everybody knows that swearing is not allowed in Ms. O’Hara’s class.”Kevin, you’re going to have to stay after for that!””Oh, great, I’m probably going to have to write something like, ‘I will not swear in Ms. O’Hara’s
I was laying on my back on a couch in the manager’s office of a local nightclub. I had been on this couch many times. But this time, it was different. Normally, it was just me and the manager. Tonight, I apparently pissed the manager off, as he had called a bunch of his friends
DEAR READER! Since this is a novel, I ask for your understanding that not every chapter is full of sex scenes. After all, characters and plot need to be developed. It is about people with deviant sexual desires, with whom they get along more or less well. They help each other to cope with it
It had been weeks since Dave had come home and found the mess. And to be honest, life had become boring and complacent. His pet had complied with everything he had asked. He realized he kind of missed the brat in her. But now that he had set his rules, he wasn’t sure it was
[Standard Disclaimer: All of my stories, including this one, are purely works of fiction, and any similarities to real world persons or events are purely coincidental. All characters involved in any sexual content are 18 years of age or older at the time such content occurs.]October and Early November make up what my family has
“Sean, do you have plans?”The man looked up from his book.His friend of six years was asking him during lunch. He partially took off his headphones to hear better.”Why?” he asked.”Come over the house later. Mom bought a little too much meat for the barbecue. I invited Fred and Ivanesko too,” he replied, chuckling.Sean chuckled
Master would be here any minute, and I smiled to myself at the thought. I was lying in bed, naked, hoping that tonight was the night for some experimentation. I’d worked up courage to try and be a little more assertive in our intimacy, and I wasn’t sure how to go about doing it. But
Note: August 2023 – Nellskitchen. All rights reserved. This story (Fallen Angel) or any portion thereof may not be reproduced without the writer’s express (written) permission……………………….FALLEN ANGEL by Nellskitchen̼̼ˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑThe Fallen are bored in Heaven and alone in hell.**PART 1 — Mr. Six and Mr. Nine O’clock***It is recklessness; she knows it and does it anyway.
He’d been working with her since the restaurant opened. She started as a hostess when she was a plucky, adorable, 16 year-old. She looked like a young, naïve Taylor Swift — minus the lacquered makeup. Tall, leggy, blonde, great lips, earnest eyes, bouncy butt, perky B’s. He felt like a dirty old man — more
Hopefully, this one is better than my last couple.All characters are 18 or older.If you think I should continue it, leave places you wish you could have public sex in the comments and maybe I’ll choose one to add to the next chapter.*****”Why are you crying baby girl? And who was that boy running out
Sitting by the open fire outside we share a glass of wine, you feel the warmth of the gentle flames on your skin as we laugh and talk about the world. You feel my arms wrapped around you as I sit behind you in front of the fire. Our conversation takes a pause as you
Her phone vibrated softly. She rose from her posture while keeping her eyes closed. She was tired from her overnight journey. I was sitting on the floor, focused on the ongoing meeting. As she rose, her clearly oversized gown couldn’t keep up with her movement.This took place when I was a 21 yr old inexperienced
(This story is dedicated to Lady S, to whom I am enslaved. It is about extortion, blackmail, money slavery, forced-bi, unsafe sex, and should be viewed as fantasy. I am flameproof, don’t need foolish, anonymous public comments, but if you want to email me with comments, I will respond. Hope you enjoy.)The windshield wipers squeaked
This is a work of fiction, though some experiences may have actually happened. This story involves a Muslim high school senior unexpectedly losing her virginity to a Christian boy, so if any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is coincidental. Constructive comments are
Hi. This is a story about the monumental moment of almost every girl’s life especially this girl.All the characters are above 18 years of age and are following all the rules of their state.Please share your comments, suggestions, requests etc. in the comment section or in my Dm’s.Enjoy!!————————————————————————————————————————————–To say she was nervous would be an
Suggest scenarios or stories you’d like to see me write in the comments. No guarantees but they might pique my interest. I plan to continue this story in subsequent chapters.On another note, it’s been ten months since my first story. Oops, lmao. I got busy with my novel, but when I finally got to this
In her teens, Jessie became pregnant and gave birth to a son. Due to her recklessness and “love for life”, she gave him up for adoption, regretfully in hindsight.During her early twenties, the Spice Girls were the ‘in’ thing, and Jessie’s short dark hair looked remarkably like Victoria Beckham’s. Her nickname was “Posh”, whether she