"A gift for my beautiful, bisexual fiancé Cici, a story devoted to her dark and magnificent desires." * "I don't understand Officer, what's the problem?" Cici shifted nervously. It didn't help that the cop was so hot. A little taller than herself, the officer's tan outfit clung to her lithe frame and small, perfectly formed breasts. The shock of platinu...
The theatre is dim when we enter, the pre show advertisements beginning to scroll past in anticipation of the start of the movie. Turning, we both see that the theatre is nearly empty, not surprising for the middle of the afternoon on a weekday. Two men, each sitting with a seat between them, are near the front of the auditorium. It is such a guy thing to...
I'd like to start by saying this: I am not a Domme, though this is written instruction for a female body. I am a 20 year old girl with increasing amounts of sexual frustration, a penchant for writing, and determination to find that which pleases me. In fact, I've come to discover that I am actually a sub with a proclivity for both men and women. If you're wi...
If you haven't read Chapter 1, I suggest you do. This Chapter picks up exactly where the last one left off. Thank you for all the feedback, I hope that you enjoy this part! "If she'll let me..." I kept thinking this over as the warm water ran down my body, over my still hard nipples, and down between my legs. I was still married, and I was already cheatin...
Many thanks to erktec for helping me with this. Jessica fiddled with her phone, her leg bouncing nervously against the side of the bed in the evening light. She flipped through texts from her friends, looked at her email, checked her various social media accounts, all without really paying attention. Her brain was entirely on a different track of anxious...
She didn't know I was there. Or maybe she did, and just didn't care. It was 1:30am on a Wednesday. Late by my standards. I realize I wasn't the typical college freshman, but I had shit to do the next day. Didn't we all? I guess some people cared about responsibility more than others. Oh well. This is why I was in bed. I like sleep. My roommate, Riley, had h...
This is a stand-alone piece. Just a little idea I had. As always please rate, favorite, comment and send me some feedback. * Room 104 I stared at the incoming guest list. It had been a few weeks since anyone of any real interest to me had spent the night. Room 104 was open, as I always tried to keep it until just the right guest checked in. None of the...
Thank you for all the positive response to the original, it inspired me to write this. Hopefully it makes for a decent continuation. Also, thanks to LaRascasse for helping me with this. Alex ended up sticking her head under the shower to clean off and rubbed her hair into a mess of damp spikes with a towel before hesitating at the door. Now that she thou...
Everyone has this picture of fall in New England. What most people see is some picture taken in a small Vermont town where the trees present a flourish of colors stretching off into the nearby mountains. But what you don't see is pictures of spring in New England. I suppose the lack of brilliant colors is one reason. Another could be the difficulty in portra...
You know that point in your life where you're obligated to start thinking about your future? I avoided that for many years. When it came to deciding which school to attend for college, I simply chose the one furthest and least like the area where I grew up. That decision proved to be enough for a year or so, but then that time comes around again, doesn't it?...