Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. This is a work of Fiction and will have an additional chapter. Thank you for your comments. This is the third installment of a story I began in January. The plot is settled but the scenes and details have required more time than anticipated. The curve of the plot is shifting to t...
"Hi Jackie will you be teaching your class at the gym this evening?" I paused and looked around to see the speaker. It was Ronald Mills my neighbour who had only recently moved into my apartment building. He had only been living in the building for two weeks but we manage to run into each other several time a day. "I am sorry Ronald but we won't be having...
Last paragraph from chapter 9: Kristi heard the running water and reluctantly scrolled to the next SMS, afraid at what she might see. Her heart sank as she looked down to see a blurry upside-down R-rated picture -- presumably of Madison from the waist down - with her shorts opened and her hand inside a pair of white lace panties. She placed the phone back...
I slap my alarm and stretch out in my bed. I feel the cloth rub my bare breasts, tickling my hardened nipples. I reach under the covers and begin to rub my pussy. I feel the moisture build and I moan very quietly. I proceed with my masturbation session until... "Hey wake up. You naked bitch, you got class so wake the fuck up," I hear my roommate, Jessica sa...
"Eeeeeee!" screamed Holly, pointing back at a team of cheerleaders and members of the college glee club, all with dead gazing blue eyes and a clueless slow group gate forming a forward march down the main quad of the St. Jude University for Young Women. "I have an outfit just like hers!" Holly's pointing finger reached far out the second floor window of th...
Chefs and cooks are legendary for their fiery tempers and lack of political correctness; when I used to work in kitchens I was no exception to the rule! I started training when I was 17. From hiding in the toilets in tears because I had been shouted at, I progressed to realise the only way I could survive in a very male dominated environment was to swear con...
I met Irina in college, and despite not really being friends, she seemed to orbit my social life for years after. She was blonde and european, about 5'9" with a beautiful body. I remember the way the guys in school would talk behind her back about her breasts, which she always seemed to proudly accentuate with plunging necklines and tight sweaters. I would s...
Melissa's confidence grew and grew. By Spring semester she was still bright, intelligent, quirky but now had confidence as well. Not arrogance or even conceit she just was no longer the little girl being put down by a jealous, insecure mother. In fact I would say she was doing better at college than me. Her sweet, happy disposition and nature remained, but s...
Hello people! This my first submission, part of a story I'm writing. This is just the intro, the action heats up later... I hope this doesn't seem weird or insulting to anyone. If you like this/want more drop me a message! = = = Isabelle shut the door of her toilet cubicle after making sure the room was empty. Jessica, her current (and only) love interest...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER – Welcome to 1988 and the Long Island town of Pine Tree Park where weird people do weird things and bad girls do bad things – with each other. Allison Johnson, an attractive blonde real estate broker, is the undisputed Queen Bee of the PTA and has a seemingly ideal life. However, as she has entered her 40s, Allison has been noticin...