Before we begin, I would like to start off by saying that this is a true story. It may have happened to me, it may have happened to someone else, but the reader should know that it did happen. With that, I should tell you a bit about myself. Currently, as I am writing this, I am about to graduate from college with a degree in Nursing. I have spent the past f...
Summary: Shy nerd is blackmailed into the world of nude wrestling. Note 1: This is a NUDE 2013 CONTEST entry...although an unorthodox one at that. Note 2: I would like to thank MAB7991, Flowernibbler and Goamz86 for editing and plot suggestions. Note 3: This story is based on many underground female wrestling stories I have heard exist, as well as a few w...
She brings me a basket of autumn ripe fruit. Padding softly on bare feet, she comes to me at night as she promised she would. Her death is still a pall over our home, but I am comforted in the fact she kept her oath to me. "I will never leave you," she whispered one night to me. "No matter what?" "No matter what." Her family always danced in the dark, she kn...
"You don't look like a health guru." Laura turned from the luggage claim conveyor belt and looked down at the young Frenchwoman who had pronounced "guru" like it tickled her nose to say it. "You are Laura Thacker, oui?" "Yes," Laura said, with a bit more snap than she'd wanted. She was exhausted from the flight and wanted nothing more than a hot bath, a b...
The nameplate was definitely too much, she thought. The stenciled capital letters read ALANA DIERDEN in black font surrounded by the faux gold plaque. It was supposed to have been a low budget indie film, and she had asked to be treated with the same accommodations as her costars. But the cry for inattention went unheeded as evidenced by her name exclaimed a...
************************************ Mansion Lesvos: Hymen ************************************ Mahila's Diary. 7:03 a.m. I shivered all over. The effect wasn't an aftermath of some cold backwash; no, surely not! No gust of air, not even a whiff, could blow in through the damp stony walls. Her canal was as sealed as any securely plastered rainbow envelops...
One of my favorite sessions of lovemaking happened on a Saturday night after my girlfriend and I came home from dancing at "Horizons", a lesbian dance club. We were both a bit tipsy from the wine we had drunk, and the taxi ride home was full of innuendos at what we would do to each other when secreted in our lovers nest (okay, our messy apartment that we sha...
Part 28 Jennifer and I were in the kitchen cooking breakfast when Tommy and Mary Louise came out of the master bedroom, holding hands and exchanging secretive smiles. "Did you two have a restful night?" I asked pleasantly. Tommy and Mary Louise exchanged a lingering glance. "Restful?" Tommy smiled. "Not exactly...but I'm not complaining." Mary Louise was...
It's so quiet that not even the occasional cough or creak of a restless patient turning and tossing disturbs the hush of the small hours. The ward's in darkness apart from the soft-edged beam of a single desktop lamp. The pallid yellow beam falls on a sleepy nurse sitting at an old grey painted steel desk cluttered with books and folders. It illuminates her...
Chapter 01: Mrs. Stovenson I have known Mr. and Mrs. Stovenson (Mike and Nancy) for my entire 18 years, we live next door to them, growing up they would babysit me when mum and dad would go out. When I was about 15 or so I started to babysit for them. I would look after their kids Greg 9 and Lisa 7. Mr. Stovenson is an attractive man and growing up I had...