The party is in full swing, and I am bored. People mill about, chatting each other up, taking shots at the red solo cups at the end of the long table. I feel empty, having denied drink after drink, and a line. Sarah is nice. I’m glad to have her as a friend. She respects
Hi friends. I am Rakesh from Hyderabad. I actually belong to Mangalore. But I am working in Hyderabad. Even my mom and dad are also here now.Let’s start the story. The heroine of the story is my office colleague. Her name is Sadhana (name changed). We both joined for the job together and hence we
I used to have to travel by car from my city to another about two hours away. I would often stop at a restaurant about halfway between, which had simple fare and a pretty, middle aged Mexican waitress who liked flirting.One day, upon leaving, there was a young woman hitchhiking at the entrance to the
“Stage 2”, Mistress Announce, “was called Transformation.” She explained that while slave was going through the motions of serving her, he hadn’t fully accepted that he really was now and forever just her slave. She had decided to make some changes that would surely teach him that it was his role in life to serve
12Having walked Jasper and savoured a large mug of hot tea Laura felt much better. The strange turn of events from that morning had already drifted into the past. Maybe it would turn out to be one of those experiences they would laugh about in the months to come, who knows?It would be at least
Lana and Jason woke at the same time on Saturday morning. It was fairly late morning and Jason really needed to return the car to his friend. Lana suggested they shower before he left and Jason liked what he thought that meant.They stole into the bathroom together. They found it unoccupied and quickly got into
I know, hun. That must have been hard to say. Thank you for trusting me. It’s OK. Everyone has to have a first time. I’ll look after you. Is it my…? Well no. Not really. But that’s OK. I can help. You know what? I really want your first time to be with me. We
As soon as he finished the sentence, he let me go. He left me standing, stunned and dumbfounded as he looked around every corner of the room.- “Pictures of me on the wall?” I thought inside my mind. I had never felt such fear as I did at that moment. I finally understood my situation.
2005. It was a great summer. I was 24, young, confident, with the world at my feet, a fresh college graduate who was exactly where he wanted to be in his life professionally. Personally, my life was a cropper. I was still a virgin. That hurt. I was not even close to losing it. Until
After Louise had spent her weekend with Emma, while I was confined in a dungeon at the hands of the Mistress, our life settled back into a routine. We were a happy professional couple six days of the week, and then every Thursday, Louise became part of another couple, with Emma, her girl friend. She
% The Sculptor and the Swedish Foreign Minister% Mogrem% May 2023*Author’s note: This is a stand-alone piece about the sculptor, whose story you can read more of in ‘Natalie and Helena’ and in the ‘Lisa and Polly’ series.*——–“Who is that?” asked the prospective client, an elegant, immaculately made up blond. She was cruising past middle
COPYRIGHTThis story may be freely copied and distributed on all computer networks, mailboxes and other network services as long as it is not modified. With each passing on I ask not to forget the reference to the author.Comments, suggestions and questions are welcome.Since my creativity doesn’t want to work like I do, I pulled out
“Wow.” I said to myself as I stared out the window. The sight in front of me was one to behold. My older sister’s best friend, Sara, was lounging by the pool in her green bikini. She was wearing large, black sunglasses and her long, brown hair was resting on her lightly tanned shoulders. The
Chapter 1:I thought I had hit my peak sexually in my teen years.. but looking back now, 15 years later.. I realize, I had no clue back then…When you’re a teen, you are so horny and hot for anything that moves: any position will do, just anything to get to that triumphant moment. Plus growing
I was at a party. A typical college party. Beer flowed from kegs and cigarette smoke filled the house. Men all moved about desperately trying to be cool and attractive for the ladies. The ladies moved about in various outfits. One wearing a teeshirt and jeans, one in a tight black dress, another in a
Thank you for all the support and kind words on the previous chapter! I’m so excited to continue this story.If this is your first time reading this series, I recommend you head over to my profile and read the first chapter.As always, constructive criticism is welcome! Tell me what you think – it lets me
I cant quite believe I am sitting opposite him, again! It’s been so many years yet here we are still keeping it going. My life’s longest relationship with a man who I never even lived with and hardly ever went away on holiday with.Pathetic or lovely, who knows and right now I don’t seem to
“What’s for dinner?” I ask, putting down my work bag and hanging my keys on the hook by the front door. As I walk into the living room, I see our friend Gray lounging on the couch in his usual torn jeans and faded rock band t-shirt. “Oh, hey, Gray. Where’s Jude?””Getting dinner ready.” He
All character’s fictional and are of 18 years of age.——————————–Claire was relaxing on her big, comfy bed. Curled up in her silky cover to hide her naked, voluptuous and curvaceous body. She was well-endowed with J Cup breasts and a fine ass. She was wrapped around a big pillow under her covers. Soon the alarm
I’m not sure how long we were standing there. I often get lost in the sound of you as I watch the words flow from your lips. The air around us is relaxed and intimate and the warm amber light from our side lamp dances across the walls, illuminating more of the space itself than