This week's assignment was a short, slim piece of work who I was ready to break thirty seconds in to our introductions. It was extremely unfortunate that the higher ups had deemed actual torture "unethical" and "unnecessary" a few years ago, or I might have been able to have a more enjoyable evening. As it was, I was stuck with miss Vivian Carlisle, a quick-...
"Hello Selena," Jamila Ahmed typed into the messenger box, and the young Somali-American Muslim woman paused, wondering what she should say. It was the middle fo the night and she was stark naked. She'd gotten up to pee, and then, on impulse, went on the computer. This was her first time getting on Facebook in quite some time. It had been months since Jamila...
OK, maybe I was a little naive. Here I was 18 and had never masturbated. I had had sex with a few guys, but just never did that to myself. My family was very verbal about their disapproval of it. So, I just never did it. I would hear the girls talking about it in school. I would just smile and nod along, like I knew it all. I never told any of my friends, no...
I can't wait to see you tonight," my girlfriend, Gina, said to me over the phone. "Me too," I sighed. I had been idly pressing my pussy against the kitchen counter the whole time that she had been talking to me. "Did you get a babysitter for Eve lined up?" she asked. "Yeah," I said, "The girl across the street." "How old is she?" Gina giggled. "She's on...
They say revenge is a dish best served cold... And I can't say I disagree with that sentiment. Rebecca Richmond was a slim redhead, weighing about 150 pounds soaking wet. She'd been somewhat of an awkward child at school, with several skin conditions and a few mental tics, but she never let these hinder her aggression. I really couldn't believe that in five...
I spent most of the next two weeks in an exuberantly happy daze. I'd drift through my classes, lazily drive home, and sit around just thinking about Rebecca and waiting until she was free from hanging out with Jennifer. At first, almost every free minute Rebecca had was spent on me, and we tried to watch movies or go out, but invariably kept ending up having...
There was no need for further games, for either woman to leave a license or to ask the bartender to hang on to it. There was also no need for an umbrella. The power of attraction compelled Stephanie to run to her car in the deluge as Laetitia had done minutes earlier. Screw being sensible in the rain. Her panties were almost wet anyway after the kiss that d...
I'm taking this class. It's called "The Intersection of Society and Technology", so it's half computer science and half sociology. It's really interesting - we talk about how technology is constructed within a social context, and look at individual technologies and what they reflect about the people who design, build, and use them. There's an online componen...
(Special thanks to Bad Penny and Lady Ru'etha for their patience in proof-reading this story.) Martine looks down the row of women, each one standing perfectly still with their hands behind their head and their elbows just touching the girl next to them on either side. She sees blondes, brunettes, redheads, women of every race and color, a celebration of f...
Getting serious, it's big girls stuff now! Before reading this it's highly recommended that you read the earlier parts. We did it with Tom two or three more times, and each time it just got better and better. The odd thing about it was that, although Sharon and I had very enthusiastic and uninhibited sex together with Tom present we never actually did it o...