Oh god, I was so horny. I was watching dirty movies whenever I wasn't at school, I was masturbating for hours every night. I'd sit in the lecture hall, twirling a shiny, jet-black curl of hair, eyes not registering my pathology professor droning away. While my classmates scribbled notes furiously on either side of me, I would be concocting daydreams filled...
**Yes, all of this has happened to me, so there. Settled. Small edit for Ch. 01 - erogenous, not androgynous, ha. Thanks..whoever that was. And again, I suggest listening to the songs I mention (though in this one there aren't too many) because they mean a lot to me for the things I experienced during them. Thanks for the great feedback for Ch. 01!** I woke...
A few days after the split, Karen was, once again, having a toilet break when she heard the door open. A group of women from her section entered. Immediately the smell of cigarette smoke filled the restroom. "So, did'ya catch that program on the telly last night? The one about them trannies?" "Trannies? What, like my Rob's van?" "No, you ha'p'orth, transs...
++++++++++++++++++ The 4th chapter will focus on Chris as she lost her wings. I am very thankful for the help of my editors Dale and LaRascasse. What still is wrong or tedious is nobodies fault but my own. Thank you so much! Have fun Πανδώ⚢α ++++++++++++++++++ Golf-India-Romeo-Lima - Chap. 4: Free falling "The quickest path to self-destruction is to...
Copyright 2015-2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this work were 18 years of age or older, at the time of any sexual activity. Chapter 1 "Laura Jones and Ted Mitchell, here to see Rhonda Paxton," I said imperiously to the receptio...
When I heard the squealing raucous laughter coming from the family room, I stuck my head in to see what all the commotion was about. My eldest daughter Libby and her friends were pointing at the television and making comments about the program on the screen. I'm not the type of mom who interferes in her children's social lives but my attention was drawn to i...
This story begins takes place on a cold and snowy December in Toronto. It centre's around a young girl by the name of Samitha. A student at the University of Toronto, she originally came from Vancouver, located on the other side of the country. What drew her to Toronto? Well, it was two things. One, she wanted a change in her life. Two, it would be a perfect...
Her white Manolo Blahnik stiletto heels clacked against the hardwood floor as Jill left the conference room, having concluded the final meeting on her Friday afternoon schedule. Though she kept her head straight ahead, Jill smirked to herself, as she could feel the stares from the other male VPs fixated on her pert ass jiggling with each step as she exited....
Well hey, where do I start. Okay, my name is Gale, named after my grandmother who I adore and is a fantastic woman, when she was my age she was a real beauty, even though I still think she's beautiful in a very mature and sexy way. But this is about an experience that she helped me with that changed my life as well as hers. First let me describe myself to y...
As I lay masturbating in my bed, I choked off a sob of frustration. I had sworn I wouldn't torture myself this way any longer. But every night, I would see images of Cindy: her long blond hair tumbling down over her shoulders as she undressed. Her white undergarments from Sears (so I imagined) straining at the seams until she freed her flesh, just slightly c...