It is the last class of the day and you are tired. Being a phys-ed instructor at the local high school is a demanding job and the girls have been giving you a hard time. Spring probably has something to do with the rambunctious nature of your charges but all their energy is wearing you out. Also, just looking at their young limber bodies, just budding into w...
Time was running out. Trish and Gina had met on the first day of Band Camp, well before Orientation for the first-year university students. By the time the non-band/non-sports first-year students arrived, they were already building a solid friendship. As fall became winter, they spent many a cold night crossing the wind-swept campus between each other's do...
When alone with Helen, I felt calm and protected, even though I was nude, bound tightly, body-harnessed and face-harnessed with a large nose ring to humiliate me even further. Helen told me she needed to check in with me about how I felt about the newcomers, how I felt about being a sex slave 24/7 for real, and answer any of my questions. She added that wi...
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My first inclination the next morning was to scream. Nothing made sense. I was on the floor in an unfamiliar house, wrapped in an old, musty smelling blanket and strangest of all, I was spooned into a naked woman. Then, pieces of reality began to filter into my mind. At first I thought to get up and get away from my naked companion, but then she stirred, pr...
When I was 20 I stole a pair of my roommate's panties. We were both attending a non-residential college. She was a country girl, away from home for the first time, I was a naive kid from the suburbs trying to survive on a modest scholarship and make a break from my mother's firm hand. We met through an ad on a bulletin board: "Girls wanted to share house"....
It's hard to say when my interest with girls started, but I was 21 when I first had sex with one. She was an older woman and knew exactly how to please me. I loved the sensuality of sex with a woman... The way that they were so open, so gentle, and most of the time, fully understood the female orgasm so well that sexual skills didn't take the time or experie...
WRITER'S NOTE: THIS IS MY FIRST STORY. ANYONE IS WELCOME TO ADD TO THE STORY, OR TO CREATE ALTERNATE CHAPTERS. I WELCOME ANY CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM, ADVICE, OR WRITING TIPS. THANK YOU, AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY YOURSELF. The day started normally for 18 year old student, Sarah. She had woken up, showered, gotten dressed and gone to school. Her first class was mat...
Rebecca's life was crashing and burning at an alarming rate. She was standing on the side of the road next to her sister. She had just spent the evening enjoying dinner with her older sister and now she was watching her ex-boyfriend and her current girlfriend walk hand in hand towards the restaurant. She wanted to scream and yell and cry all at the same time...
My name is Kelly Brownstone. A six-foot-one, voluptuous and dark-skinned young black woman living in the city of Milton, Massachusetts. If you can call this sort of thing living. I now reside in a tiny shed not far from the house of a woman I once loved. A woman who betrayed me and took everything away from me. My money. My job. My pride. My dignity. My free...