“We’ll be by to pick you up in 10 minutes. Remember – sexy lingerie and nothing else but a coat to cover it up.” The line went dead and Meghan wondered what she had gotten herself into. The 18-year-old was away at college for the first time and had decided to pledge one of the
2 Different Women – 2 Different Cities- 1 Wonderful Day (part two)I entered my bedroom to find Julie, my current girlfriend, naked and handcuffed spread eagle on my bed. “Wow! Hello! How did you get in?” I asked. “Steve let me in!” she replied. (Steve was my roommate). “I was wondering where you were. Where
Mr. Savage’s new slave gets accustomed to her naughty new daily routines. She has so much to learn. The Club Chapter 7 – Everyday Routine I had daily routines that I was starting to follow. Or at least certain things I would expect on different days of the week. Part of my routine was being
It would have been too easy to label everything that has happened as Stockholm Syndrome. Or maybe some other mental health disorder emanating from four days of mental and physical abuse. I suppose that any shrink would have had a field day with me on the couch, analyzing all the repressed desires and latent tendencies
Week 1The last Wednesday of each month, we have an informal lunch gathering. We’re all HR people and all roughly the same age and career stage, although some have moved up faster than others. We call ourselves the Humane Society. Someone, at some point, must have thought that was funny. Charlotte started the thing with
Disclaimer: voyeurism, stalking, racism, profanity, and violence.******************************************************It has been a few weeks since Bee has spoken to Johnny; she doesn’t even care to glance in his direction.With many attempts at conversation with Bee, followed many failures.Attempt #1″Nice weather we’re having.”Bee coldly walked past Johnny in a hurry.Attempt #2″I’m thirsty…”Bee proceeded to walk over to get
Everyone is 18+ in the this story of love and lust with family. I rode the short bus in school and am dyslexic and use software and editors to make it easier to read.It’s just a haircut. Book 2A month later were a couple you spent most of your time with me. The sun woke
This mom and son camping trip is quite different from others. Author’s note: As the brief description for this story indicates, this mom and son camping story will be quite different from others you may have read. While the violence in this part of the series isn’t too extreme (like it is in part 1)
This is a true story of my first time I was a 14 year old boy i wasent athletic but not fat and i hade a good reputation with the ladies. My dick was 5 and a half inches and i was ”5”7inches tall with brown hair and hazel eyes. I was on facebook like
Pranali is a fiction name so if its your wife’s daughters gf mom’s name I would like to tell you its just a fictous name Pranali will be as many character’s MILF,sexy 20yr old call girl college girl,teen school etc.etc.etc My parents were out of town for one month I had just break up so
Chapter 13. Jenny’s back… with me.It was the second Tuesday night after Thanksgiving when I went out to meet a few of our friends for snacks, drinks and conversation at Perkins. My housemate Brian was prepping for a trial and said he was going to stay home so I headed out alone.It was packed. There
I stood there naked. I had been awoken early, manscaped by a female healer, fucked like a cowboy and feasted on one the tastiest pussies that I have ever encountered. Betty was probably ten or fifteen years older than me and experienced in the ways of healing and sex. Time with Betty was a spiritual
Author’s Note: The first two chapters of Tracey (see: Chapter 1, Chapter 2) have been modified to correct minor grammatical errors and continuity issues, and a few details have been added here and there. You might want to re-read them before continuing with Chapter 3. -W.S.I saw little of Tracey over the next few days.
I remember the first time our eyes caught each others. I was sitting at a bar, not paying attention at all to the majesty before me. Not in till I wondered what such a beautiful woman was doing in a piss smelling bar. Red roses crawled up her right arm like tree roots, permanently staining
Everyone in this tale is 18+The family gift. Book 2Later I made my way to coffee; I looked over my coffee cup, my eyes a tad bloodshot, picked up my toast, looked again over my cup, and Jean looked over hers. To anyone else, we are both still sleepy, but she looks to the front
Note: The first evening described at the beginning of this vignette is described more fully about halfway through Introductions and Exposures, the beginning of my series about these two characters.She had thought she’d ended the evening by refusing to strip for him. As much as she wanted to be owned, the shift from kissing on
The White Ceremony…A young girl is unknowingly immersed in a religious community with her mother and stepfather. Now that I’m 18, Pirot would visit our cabin often. Boss and the Pirot would look at me and talk to each other. Sometimes Boss would tell me to go stand near Pirot and he would look me
How My Sister and I Became IntimateIt was during a cordial exchange of views during a gathering one evening, that the subject of intimate relations between friends surfaced. We discussed whether close friends could enter into a FWB relationship without destroying their friendship, especially if it came to an end.At some point the subject of
A fantasy with a hint of truth, if this aint your thing then look at the tags before reading. A fantasy with a hint of truth, if this aint your thing then look at the tags before reading. That’s why they’re there. When I was young, I’m pretty sure I was in love with my cousin.
That’s what we always called it in my family anyway. The “X” factor.I have no idea why but my dad said that many times, it meant we did something we knew were weren’t supposed to do but did it anyway.”X factor” was the consequence, there always was one and sometimes we didn’t like it.Like the