Myra Harland carried her briefcase through the front doors of the Cameron Credit Union on a sunny spring April morning. She had just been hired as the new Accounting Supervisor for this small town credit union and would be heading a department of three. Myra was always impeccably and professionally dressed, and today was no exception. She wore her deep navy...
Candlelight flickers in the bedroom. A tall, slender 40'ish woman reclines on the bed, wearing a black lace camisole. Around her waist is a black lace garter belt, the silk straps leading to sheer stockings. A tiny silk thong covers her most intimate area. Open-toe pumps on her feet complete the ensemble. Her dark brown hair frames a beautiful face, painted...
"Lyssa, I can't believe what your saying. You won't have sex with me of your own accord, but you would have me beat you into submission. I can't get my head around that. I feel like I'm in some weird waking dream. Do you mean that you'd allow me to beat you without condemning me for it? I find this so bizarre that I'm not certain you actually said what I thi...
Jennifer usually put in a lot of effort into her Halloween costumes. Last year she went as a witch and spent hours on her makeup and broom. Before that, she went as a cheerleader but managed to get an official Dallas Cowboys uniform and even learned the cheers. But this year, she was letting her friend Allison choose the costume. It all started during a be...
"You're starting to sound a lot like my mother, Jen" "Hey, I'm just being honest with you. You're twenty-seven and I don't think I've seen you date anyone since that creepy saxophone guy you took to prom. What was his name again?" "Jeff, and he played the bassoon. I have no idea how you mix the two up." "Yeah, whatever. Point is, it's not good to be on yo...
Rachel is a young woman, 30, gay and single. She's getting dressed to go out. She hasn't been out in a few months, hasn't really wanted to. She's just been working, she said to herself, and really just hasn't been feeling social, but tonight... tonight, she wants to have a drink and do some people-watching. As she was deciding on an outfit, she settled on so...
I'm brand new here. I haven't even lurked. I stumbled on this site and I never thought I would share any of my stories with anyone, but this kind of feels cathartic. I really don't regret a single minute of any of my experiences or sharing them with others and I think this might be the place to do it. I am a college junior. Platinum blonde, blue-eyed, five...
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"Come here, my pet," she purrs. On hands and knees, I make my way across the hardwood floor of our little apartment. I love when she calls me 'pet.' Nothing makes me wetter, faster. Tonight, Alana -- or at the present moment, Mistress Alana -- is pulling out all the stops. She sits on the big, black leather chair we refer to as 'the throne' in over-the-kne...
Sara Winslow had been coaching the girls' volleyball team at Eastern Valley High for 3 years now and had been keeping a terrible secret for the last year. At a very awkward time in her life Sara found herself drawn to one of her students. This was the first time in her life that she experienced any sort of sexual feelings for another female and the fact that...