This story is a continuation of I’m Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 8 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. * THE FLIGHT HOME 9 and I selected two seats on the next to th...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 7 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. MY LOVER PAYS ME A VISIT -- OR WAS IT THE HEAD OF HR? I spent a...
Rushing to his bedroom Lukey baby found a medium length bob cut wig light blondish brown in colour. Quickly he adjusted it and looking in his mirror gave it a quick brush before going back to his sister. Lukey sat across from his Kathy and watched as she finished her coffee as if nothing had happened. "Okay Linda Cockslut tell Mistress everything you know...
As Sandy drove home from work on Thursday afternoon, she used the unaccustomed quiet to consider all the complications that her life had taken on the last week. Usually the drive home was filled with the questions and comments of her five year old daughter, Katie. Today, Katie was already at home, shaking off the fever that had kept her in the care of her gr...
This is a reposting. You, the reader, should share in my heartfelt thanks to Estragon, Rhonda's biggest fan, who persuaded me that it was worth my effort and, far more importantly, worth his effort to correct the innumerable errors in grammar and punctuation so that Tracy's story could be properly enjoyed. Any errors that remain are my fault, not his. L.J....
A stolen bike leads to an amazing new friendship. * * * Author's Note Unlike many of the other tales I have written, this one has a very slow build with a lot of sexual tension before getting to the good bits. Also, one of the characters is butch. So, if you came here expecting some hot girl-on-girl spanking action, save yourself the frustration and go re...
'They might as well call it Phi Sigma Sex! the way they're all supposed to carry on over there,' Donna said to me as we walked past the imposing sorority house, its white marble columns gleaming in the sun. Those words electrified me. If what Donna said was true, this was definitely the sorority for me! Donna lived in the women's freshman dorm down the hal...
Synopsis: Ms. Pettison is back in action, and she's got a new job! Now a teacher for the much more formal Lindinburg Academy, she's got a whole new group of girls under her wing. Will she finally be on track and teach these girls what they need to know, or will they learn something new? This story contains extremely detailed descriptions of many sexual acts...
An English Holiday Part 1 Lauren and Rob pulled up in the car park and Rob killed the Golfs engine with a twist of the key. They were early and the car park was pretty much empty, the silence outside was almost complete. It was hot and the sky above was a vast cloudless blue. Typical June weather, by God. "You ok hun?" Asked Rob turning to his wife with a...
This is a submission for the Summer Lovin' Contest, so please vote. Author's Note: Due to a medical condition, I use a talk to text program which isn't always accurate. As always, if you spot any errors please consider volunteering as an editor to help me produce more Thanks to my wife mrssecondsamuel and larry74403 for editing. "Why don't you take off...