Right after school, Wendy texted Sarah and Madelynn to see if they're free this afternoon, but they both replied that they were busy. Lauren called Wendy suddenly, saying that she can't meet up with her because of a sudden errand. Sarah hadn't given her any assignments yet. Wendy was instinctively trying to find an excuse to not visit the address. It wasn't...
Wendy stood on the edge of the sidewalk, waiting for the traffic light to turn green. A breeze rustled the leaves of a nearby maple tree and tickled her face. Swayed by the moving air, a desiccated leaf fell in front of her. She brushed aside some strands of her honey blonde hair that covered her eyes. Hearing some hurried steps behind her back, Wendy turned...
This is a work of fantasy, inspired by my love for riding motorcycles and the enjoyment of nature. Any resemblance to persons who read these words are welcome to join me, and make the fantasy theirs, too. Lori decided to "dress" her new friend for the ride, so she opened her saddlebag and withdrew a pair of riding chaps and handed them to Val. "Why don't...
The exquisite adventures continue. Thanks for all the feedback, darlings! Please, keep it cumming. Andrea x x (...and I ADORE in the comments of Chapter 4 when someone suggested Tammy might be a shemale! A special muah x to you for that!) ------------------------------- In the next few days, it emerged between Danielle and Bethany that they had both bec...
As my brother drove our Winnebago up the driveway past the Our Little Secret sign, I silently asked myself, "Aurora, are you sure you want to stay at this spooky old Victorian Inn?" I assured myself how intriguing it all sounded in that story I'd been following in Literotica. After all, we needed a little R&R before we initiated our next group of prodigies....
The day was hot by San Francisco standards and Cerise felt the warm sun on her back as the air around her filled with the sounds of loud crowds, louder techno and sharp snaps as riding crops, paddles and single tails tanned willing asses all along Folsom St. This was Cerise's 1st time at the Folsom Street Fair and she thought that she'd just take in the sig...
Katherine woke just after eight o'clock to a light tapping at her bedroom door, as had become a ritual it would be her brother offering a cup of coffee. Kathy fluffed up her pillows placed them against the bed head and called. "Enter Cockslut." Luke opened the door his head bowed carrying her coffee and walked to the side of the bed. "Good morning Mist...
"Okay now the hard part," chirped Gracie. Gracie was Nicole's hairdresser, and for all intents and purposes mine as well. Ever since Susan blackmailed me into a lesbian relationship with her cousin Nicole I have been trapped as Nicole's sex slave. Forced to act the way she wants, dress the way she wants and even have my hair and makeup done the way she want...
We stared at the screen, the account was in the first person written by Emm: I remember being drugged, waking I found myself shackled securely to a St Andrew's Cross. Feeling intoxicated and euphoric, I gazed around the room, there was a small table next to the cross. Looking down at it, I saw a tall glass jar containing a clear liquid, and next to it a se...
KRISTINA MELHART’S STORY Jenny and I became almost like mascots for the Volleyball team. We went to all of their games, home and away, and always sat near the front. Over time, some of the other girls on the team found out, or guessed, that Jenny and I had something going with Karen, Jill, Nicole, and Emily—something a little more than friendship. They sta...