Chapter 1. Small quantities of love-tunnel oil splashed out of my hole; slowly, hotly, meandering down over the taught orb of my lower buttock. I could see my coral-colored, puckered, bung-hole blinking spasmodically in the reflection of my bedroom-closet mirror; constricting erratically in anticipation of what I was thinking of doing to it. Secrets from m...
Chapter 1 Dee Jones waited until the last possible moment before entering the Algebra classroom. She found a seat just as Professor Huston was demanding the homework assignment be sent up to the front of the class. The slender man marched back and forth impatiently until the din died down, then launched into his usual rapid-fire lecture. Even though she kn...
My husband Mike, after claiming that I promised to let him find me another girl to have sex with, went at his self-appointed task with his typical enthusiasm. Amazingly, he managed to succeed. This at least showed me that I wasn't the only one who would do anything he asked. I always thought that he had some sort of power that enabled him to propose the mos...
06 - Sit in service She nearly jumped on her seat! The old, grey haired man sitting beside her looked at her with staring eyes. Anne had almost dozed off, and realized that she had been so deep into those sweet memories of her love session with Jean that she had actually moaned and whispered her name. Here in the bus! And probably licked her lips too! Ter...
Parp.... Parp.... Parp.... The siren, or hooter, or whatever it was that was making that appalling racket was set to deafening and with each bleat of the siren the room lights flashed on. Jen rolled over, squinting at the bright light as she woke up. Blearily she looked around until, with a sickening thud, it all came back. This wasn't a dream, this was real...
They say you should 'write what you know'. The setting for most of this story is the environment that I work in. Apologies if I use some jargon that you've never heard of (I've tried to explain most of it). Google is probably your friend :P If you're expecting a stroke story, stop right now and hit the 'back' button. This has a slow start, but the payoff i...
Amy suddenly farted – or at least, it sounded like it. And it also sounded really wet. She gulped, sheepishly looking around to see if anyone noticed. Luckily, the lobby of her downtown Los Angeles apartment building was empty save for the front desk clerk, who was far enough away from her now. It was just past 10pm on a Friday night. Amy hurriedly walke...
Disclaimer: I would like to state that this piece of writing is a work of fiction, all characters within are of age and consent with the plot and bear no resemblance to anyone I know. The story is a work in progress and will feature a variety of different niches as both it and the characters within evolve. So if you happen on any content that you do not lik...
Many thanks to my editor TinCup6074 for his helpful comments and diligent editing. This story can be enjoyed by itself although it is the conclusion of Nurse Callaway Succumbs so it may be more enjoyable read as such. * It was 3 weeks before Jackie's plan began to move forward. She had been checking the nursing schedule every week and was acutely aware tha...
Regina and I have several classes together at the local college. She has been trying to get me to go different places with her for a long time. I like her well enough, I mean heck, I think I'm actually in love with her. I get this silly mushy feeling every time I get around her. She's about as pretty and sexy as they come. She's a tall girl with long slender...