It's the end of another long workweek and all I wanted to do was sit on the sofa in a pair of comfy pajamas with a glass of wine and a movie. So, here I am in a bar with three of my friends listening to karaoke and drinking a Tom Collins. It's not just any bar; it's a gay bar. I'm just here for the company and people watching, at least that is what I have co...
I sit in the middle row of class staring at my dreamy teacher while she talks. I don't understand a single word she is saying, which only inhibits my drifting off into my own thoughts. Math is not my strong point, which is why I am still in Algebra II. I have had a crush on Ms. V since the beginning of sophomore year. I was a senior now. She was absolutely b...
My name is Penny and I live a normal suburban life with my husband Mark in a quiet leafy street on the northern outskirts of Sydney. I am a curvy lady in her early 40s with big breasts, dark hair and sparkling blue eyes. "The girls" as I affectionately call them are 20DD. About a month ago some new neighbours moved in two houses from us. Very few people co...
Grabbing her small backpack, Amelia stepped down from the bus, still ecstatic that her uncle had offered her the use of his vacant holiday cottage in the coastal resort town. It was the start of the University spring term break. The tangy salt air tasted of freedom as she stopped and sampled the beach view from the bus stop. She had methodically decided her...
Summary: Submissives are taught to say thank you with their tongues. Note 1: Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the original idea for what turned out to be a very lengthy, complex story in the vein, I hope, of my 'Catching Mommy' series except without the incest (mostly). Note 2: Thanks to H.S., Robert, Sophia, Text Beethoven, and Wayne for editing. This is...
This is the true story of my first time. I've changed the names and some details to protect the innocent, but this is how it happened. I want to thank my two editors/proof readers, Monica and Charlotte, I've made some of their suggested changes, but kept true to myself as much as possible. ***** It was 5 on a Friday evening at the beginning of the summer t...
Mrs. Taylor woke up feeling refreshed and well. Previously, she'd had a few problems sleeping after some of her earliest encounters but her then boyfriend, now husband, helped her deal with that. She got out of bed, used the bathroom and wondered down to the kitchen. Mrs. Taylor felt slightly uneasy about her night with Michelle. The girl was almost complet...
Samantha was a hot, five and a half foot tall eastern European bombshell, svelte, sexy and prone to dressing in the most scandalous clothing she could find. Whether it was a cultural thing or not, clad in jeans so tight you could see the lack of panty line, everybody who met her could not help staring for a few minutes. Her typical top consisted of what look...
"Johnson! You messed up again, dammit!" Emma sighed. She was getting sick of being the new girl on her college cheerleader team, the coach was always yelling at her. "You did great, don't worry about it," said Olivia, the blonde cheerleader captain. She smiled at her and continued practicing. Emma looked at her hot body. Olivia stood at 5' 6", was a size D...
"Get the fuck out, Castro!" Jace screamed at me, sending a plate my way. "No! This is my house, and I'm not leaving!" I yelled, dodging the plate. Jace was glaring at me now. All this started cause I came home late from work and was accused of cheating, when actually I was high off my ass. Worse, I know. "I'm not leaving either. I live here too. I don't ca...