Nikki and Bonnie lounged at the Total Woman Academy campus pool, under the side foliage that gave a modicum of protection to their fair freckled skin. The redheads were topless this Friday afternoon, waiting for the arrival of the Freewill Weekend Guest Coach Tutors. Those gentlemen and other Pledge Contributors would be hosted by the
I still cannot believe how my relationship with my sweet little sister developed so intensely over the course of last two weeks. From growing up together where we were just curious about male and female bodies and teasing and spying on each other as young kids, to being adults and having an affair with each
New possibilities. New adventures. New horizons. And Pleasure. If you like this story, please give me a vote and a comment! Enjoy.Dawdling around my house, I picked up some things including my Martin 00-18 guitar, my Apple laptop and a sketch pad. Finally, after wasting more time, we left to go back to Sarasota. Only
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— CHAPTER 3: E10 –****– SEPTEMBER –A stray beam of sunlight woke me up. The curtains had been shut, but there was a half-inch of space between them, and at this very time on this very date, the sun’s rays came through at just the right angle to hit me right in the eyes.The morning
All characters involved in sexual acts are 18 or older. PWChapter 1Passing through PubertyI guess they meant well – my parents, that is. I refer to their naming me Aubrey Morgenthall.The Morgenthall was their surname, so that would have counted anyway you look at it, but Aubrey … well, it was all right until I
Thanks to S.E. and all those who sent positive comments on The Geek, Part I. My semi-autobiographical account continues below. The characters, locale and events are all real except for the sex. The sex is fiction born of a permanently prurient imagination from which I have suffered now into my seventh decade.When I was 17
A New Kind Of Family (2/2)Part Four — TrainingIt had been two days since Jon’s step-daughter Kaitlyn stumbled into the sex room in the basement of the mansion. It had been two days since Kaitlyn discovered that her new step-father Jon enjoyed dominating women — and that her own mother was aware of his secrets.
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Alex Robinson slipped quietly into the bathroom and locked the door. He hoped that Melissa hadn’t noticed the erection that was forming the tent in his shorts. It wasn’t his fault, Alex reasoned with himself. So what if Melissa was his twin sister. Alex didn’t cause her to go swimming in her skimpy bathing suit
Moving On – slave girl saraI had just had a fall out with my brother, who, although happily married to a lovely girl from our village, still insisted on fucking anything in a skirt. It is not that it was against our belief for him have his cock out and up anyone, it was more
“No, wait!” I planted my feet on the floor so that the two officers holding my arms had to stop walking. “That’s Mark, please, let me see him!””Sorry honey, we can’t. You have to come here to the other room with us. Your brother is here at the station too, so if you want to
Modern pirates strike in the carribean. As a multi-millionaire businessman, Peter had slept with more than his fair share of young, beautiful women in his life. Now a week away from his 62nd birthday, he looked across the deck of his yacht at the three sunbathing girls. Wow, they were beautiful. So far they had
Wedding Day Ch#2Just then the bell went off, letting everybody know it was time for the party to start.Amy looked at me with raised eyebrows and a questioning expression that said, ‘are we going downstairs?’Amy said, “Claire if all of this makes you uncomfortable, I tell you what. Kate, John, and I will go downstairs
This is a true story that will have several updates if the feedback is good Smokin Hot’s Dominatrix Beginnings Well it all started several years ago when my husband wanted me to try some role playing in the bedroom where he would be submissive to me and I would be dominating him. He was a
When my Mom asked me if I could spend the day with my Gran, I wasn’t expecting to wander around the local shopping mall for hours, but that’s precisely what we did, and surprisingly, I enjoyed it.Because I was with Gran, we went into shops I would never usually visit. One place I tried was
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(In the Year of Our Lord 1880, London’s streets were ablaze with passion and desire.)Charlotte, the middle sister, had fallen for a dashing young soldier who had swept her off her feet and taken her away to his estate in the countryside.But Emily was different. She had always felt like the odd one out, the
It’s now been 2 years since I was kidnapped into servitude with Sylvia, my new owner and Mistress. I now have permission to use her name but I never do. She is Mistress always to me. I was made to wear a shock collar for the first year. At the end of that time I
Marcus Brakner tapped his foot impatiently as he waited, deeply regretting his choice of a cheap Dracula costume as his outfit for the night, feeling the ice cold chill of an October evening test the flimsy fabric’s limits. His teeth were just on the verge of chattering as he pulled his phone from his pocket