CHAPTER ONEThe radio alarm came on just after seven, waking Georgina with “All You Need is Love”. She was alone in her bed.She sat up, flipped back the quilt and swung her feet to the floor. The front of her nightdress was a soppy face of a teddy bear. The colours were faded. She smoothed
Chapter 6Liz sat on a chair in the middle of Tommy’s kitchen, a hair-cutting robe covering her— and nothing underneath. Day 2 had been a work day for both of them, and their first night together had ended late. Tommy had Liz eat her in bed for a while in the morning, but they ran
This story is 100% true. Names have been changed to protect the (not-so) innocent. Everyone is over the age of 18 and were 100% consenting.Chapter 1Growing up in a small, rural village in the depths of the British countryside, our family was always close. With so few people nearby, particularly around our own age, it
This Chapter is dedicated to my readers especially to rdavis and Ved. Innocence Lost is totally a fictional story as is its characters.INTRODUCTION:Characters for this chapter are as follows: the main character of Innocence Lost, Joan (38) is a white female 5′ 3″, married to Drake (40) white male and their daughter Tammy (18) 5′
“From, seemingly, out of nowhere, my wife’s mother had spanked both of us, at the same time. Each of us watching the other one, go over her knee, and have our bottoms well and truly spanked (See ‘Out of the blue’).”Karen’s mum, Mrs Kershaw, looked at the pair of us standing next to each other
It had been a long hard day. As the perfect ending to a terrible Friday Alice found out a dear relative of hers had passed away. When she came home I held her as she cried on my shoulder. We sat down and I let her talk out her frustrations and sorrows. When she finished
maOK, readers. I’ve taken your comments into account that this story isn’t over. It’s a slow build. Intense at timesThank you Billyboy1953.Revised the last sentence from Chapter 3We were prepared to take our deep and heartfelt feelings for each other to our graves if we had to, in order to preserve the love and peace
Creating A New World CH1 by Fiction, Mind Control, Rape, School, Teen Male / Female, Teen Male/Teen Female Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: N/A Posted Wed 27th of February 2013 Hey everyone ive been reading alot on this site for a long time this is my first attempt at a story this is
First hand jobMadhuri, what a nice feeling it was to be with her. My first proper girl friend in college (among the many I had). None came close to this girl. Always lively, had a good sense of humor, never failed to wake me up in the morning with a phone call, sent me flowers
“Your flowers are gorgeous,” Liam said, taking a sip of his coffee. “You’ve always had a green thumb. Not at all like your sister.””Thank you,” Candace blushed. She was quite proud of the flowers on her small balcony. She took great pride in filling the space with colors every year; pink, red, purple, and yellow.
Taking MicheleIt began when I started college. I moved from a farm to a nice little city, around 66,000 people or so. You know, the kind of city that has crime, but it hides out until after dark.It was here that I first met Michele. Michele was the first girl I really knew in college.
He drove us. He was sober, I felt light-headed. Warm in the car. After a few minutes, “Take off your dress. Now.” As we drove through the night. I looked at him and giggled. He was being serious. That sudden ache. He was waiting. My mouth dry. Luckily it wasn’t built up. Only a few
I was late getting home from school due to the thunderstorm that started just before school finished. I hadn’t brought a jacket to school, or an umbrella, which meant I was going to be soaked. When I walked up onto the front porch, my hair was soaked and clung to my face, my neck and
The Jungle WhoreDuring my first trip to Tanzania with the Peace Corps in the mid-1960’s, I heard several tales about children who were occasionally stolen from small native settlements by wild animals.Big cats were the most common offenders but apes and chimpanzees were known to grab small ones, too.I never gave it much thought, thinking
The night before we cuddled on the couch, streaming Death Note. You were back from Uni, wearing one of my white t shirts. I’d never thought of you ‘that way’, but I couldn’t help but notice the soft curves of your breasts and pokie nipples through the clingy cloth. The way my t shirt clung
My first wife and I lived in California. Like most Midwestern transplants we had a hot tub and used it. It set on the deck and was sheltered by acacia bushes. The neighbors might be able to see us but it was through the filter of the bushes.We had settled into a comfortable routine. We
The Rape of a Trophy WifeShe was a twenty-five year old gold digger, married to a fat cat 72 year old son-of-a-bitch who showered her with monetary enticements. Although she hated with a passion whoever the fuck invented Viagra, the old fart’s sexual demands were really not that pressing. The main thing for him was
In my previous installment I explained the true story of how my very conservative wife came to be my own personal anal whore. Things have happened since my last post that I think I need to share with guys who are interested in persuing this same goal, things that may or may not turn you
Jason headed back to his frat room to plan out the weekend. It would take exact timing and plenty of preparation if his plan was going to work. He felt that a good plan, no matter how farfetched or difficult, could be accomplished if the planning was precise.When he was ready, he dialed Stephanie, but
She professes being excited by being exposed, controlled, and humiliated. PROLOGUEThis is the story of a mature woman, Deepti Sinha. She lives in the greater metropolitan region of Mumbai, India. She comes from a conservative Indian family and married to a troubled businessman through an arranged marriage, still a common custom in India and other