They don't call me the Angel of Death for nothing. It's a job that has little to no requirements, other than to kill those who need it, want it, or deserve it. It's not a hard job, though I do complain a lot to my new dead friends that I won't see any more once they reach the receptionist at the pearly gates. I will miss you, Janet. She was the only one who...
Natalie and Me By Susan Greenway [This story involves spanking and caning, as well as play involving bodily functions. If any of this offends you, please read no further. All characters are 18 or over.] * I woke up refreshed and stood up and got myself together. Lately I do have to do this when I stand after lying for some time because I am dizzy and mig...
Smokey Saga #63: "The Art Of The Squeal" ***** My first thought was to call this "Hooked II," but that would make very little sense. The characters and storyline are completely different, and besides, the Smokey Sagas past #50 are all Sapphic. Perhaps they should now be known as Sapphic Sagas. It's going under Lesbian Sex, but you'll want to know that this...
The woman at the club named Keri had been right that week all the women she pointed out at the club took the walk. Each of them one by one eagerly joined all the other lesbians on campus. Maria texted me several times a day that week and I tried to keep my answers to a minimum. I answered yes, no or maybe to almost everything she asked but over and over ag...
Monika Hollingsworth decided to risk it and let her Corvette go full out on the country back roads. She was looking forward to getting home and seeing both of her parents again. Most kids her age didn't get along with their folks. That was not true of Monika; she thought that the sun shined on her family all of the time. She could talk to them about anything...
I took a deep breath, sighing heavily. It had been far too long since I've had sex and my body was feeling horny. I could have sex if I wanted to, but my current bout of celibacy is by my own choice. Maybe it's because I'm too picky, or that my standards are too high. My name is Amanda and I feel I have a lot going for me. I think I'm a pretty girl – 5' 3",...
As it's festival season I can't help but be jealous of all the people off having fun right now. I used to go to Download festival, I was lucky though and the times when I went it was lovely weather, not like the monsoon it seems to usually be nowadays. Festivals are brilliant for my unwashed fetish, as it's days on end of no washing, getting hot and sweaty i...
PREVIOUSLY: Jessica told Mason about the baby at school. They agreed that they wanted to keep it and he expressed that he was jealous of Oliver.- I woke up to the sound of my bedroom window opening. I immediately sat upright in bed, fearing for the worst. Robberies weren't very common in my neighborhood but Mrs Llang across the street had gotten her bike st...
It was a mattress commercial, an expensive technologically advanced mattress that utilized compressed air rather than metal springs for support. A couple lay on the bed, asleep. I could not take my eyes off the woman. Her pale pink satiny gown clung to the curves of her body. Her breasts fascinated me. Even lying on her back, they were large, full, and round...
For my entire life, I've been perceived as a male. I mean, at least for as long as I can remember, anyways. I was raised with five brothers, and my chest never grew nor did my voice ever start to sound feminine. I cut all of my hair off when I was six, and with my mom and older brothers' help (also with a nudge/dare from my brother with support from my mothe...