Annalin kicked off her tennis shoes and peeled her t-shirt over her head, dropping it on the seat beside her. Her chest, being on the small side of B, didn't need a bra for support so she didn't bother wearing one. She wanted to remove her jeans as well, but since she hadn't worn any sort of underpants she felt that might be pushing her luck. Taking a deep b...
Chapter 3 Madeline floated in the air, looking down on Jessica’s unconscious body. When Jessica woke up, she would have endless questions, and Madeline had no idea what she should do! She thought that she could ask for help from the one person who would know what to do. Emilia? Are you there? Madeline projected out. Always sweetie, what’s up? Madeline h...
It had only been a week Sara thought, just one week since her life had been taken from her, turned upside down and then used to beat her senseless. Seven short days since her students had caught her in the locker room sniffing Stacy's panties and getting herself off. And those seven days had been anything but boring for her and her new owners. True to thei...
According to centuries old tradition, Samhain or All Hallows is a most auspicious time for magic ritual and we started planning immediately after the summer solstice for a special celebration of the Great Rite to be performed at midnight on All Hallows Eve. Such a long period of preparation was deemed necessary for two reasons, firstly because, as a coven, w...
The Morning Run It was a chill spring morning when I met up with Melanie in front of her house, dressed in my black track pants and grey parka with a good pair of red running shoes. We had been confined to our homes for the last 2 months and it was really starting to take a toll on our sanity. Mel and I had met up over the last few days after we decided i...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - Come back in time to the year 1961 and meet Marcie Shapiro and Ramona Rodriguez, two pretty 18-year-old high school seniors who live in a large mansion on Long Island. Jewish princess Marcie's super wealthy parents own the fine house, while hot Latina Ramona's mother is the live-in housekeeper, Ramona's origins in Brooklyn far mor...
I've written this story from the point of view of a married woman. For the record, I am a middle aged married man who likes to write porn stories in my spare time. This is my first attempt at writing in the first person perspective, so I hope to see lots of feedback and none of that bullshit spam trolling. Please, if you take the time to read the whole story...
(Dear Readers: When I lived in Thailand I fell under the spell of my beautiful Thai Maid named Bee. While "The Thai Maid" is a true story, it inspired many wonderful fantasies and emails from fans. This is the sexiest email I received, and I'm posting it as a story with the author's permission.) * Bee and a girlfriend play footsie with you. It begins with...
Fear. Embarrassment. Dread. Daisy felt a cocktail of feelings at the sound of Emma's voice. She had barely had time to process everything that had been going on since last night, and now a new wrench was being thrown in. Emma could not see her like this. No one could ever know what she had been doing to herself. She could see it now. Headlines across...
Joanna picked up the plates and started to the kitchen. Lyssa grabbed more of the china and silverware and followed her. They continued this until the dishwasher was loaded. When they could hear the dishwasher running, they moved back to the dining room and finished cleaning up. They had been having dinner several times a week at Joanna's house for the past...