Diane opened the package sent by Ms. Lauren, and found in the carton a note, and a smart phone, and a shoebox. "Dear slut, you are closer to becoming part of my sub family, but you have a task. The phone is just a loan for your task, not a gift. The box, however, is the birthday gift you deserve, Open the GPS app on the phone, choose location 1 "Diane's Test...
This is the second installment of this story. I always found it funny. Well, maybe funny is not a good word to describe what I'm about to say. Interesting. Yes, interesting may be a better word. I always found it interesting how the body works. The way it remembers, attaches and responds accordingly. The way it can shock even its host by its actions. Th...
The postman dropped the package through my letter box on a Wednesday morning. It had arrived just as Samantha had said it would when we last exchanged emails the day before. I picked it up, checked that the postmark read Ealing Broadway, as Sam had said it would, then dashed upstairs with it. With trembling fingers I ripped open the plain brown packet and o...
I've always been enthralled and aroused by one specific sex act: tribbing. The thought of pressing my pussy onto another and humping to climax makes me so aroused I can barely breathe. I long for the sensation of another girl's slick pussy lips and erect clit gliding between my legs, massaging my swollen vulva and leaking cum onto my thighs. The following is...
I walked in the front door, kissed the kids and hugged Tye. He was watching the baseball game, which was in the 6th inning. Good. Plenty of time. "I'm gonna go change." "Okay." He didn't even look up. I walked up the stairs into the bedroom and locked the door behind me. Inside, I tore my shirt and sports bra off in one motion using my feet to pull my s...
It was Monday morning, again. Jan looked at me obliquely when I waddled in to my cubicle. Then she smiled her wonderful knowing smile. We had been close friends for over a year now and were "cell mates"; we had adjoining cubicles. 'Stubble burns?' she asked meaningfully. 'Don't start on me Jan,' I croaked. 'And a touch too much of the grape? ' 'Have pity...
After leaving the Dean's office, instead of heading back toward ABD House, Miss White turned left and walked into town. Right at the edge of campus there was a quiet bar where she ordered a Manhattan and took a seat on the back patio, brooding. Even if Kristin and Jenny agreed to this assignation with the Dean, did that make it right? At some level she woul...
A cool autumn wind blew through the parking lot, rustling the pile of multicolored leaves that had gathered by the curb. The lot was nearly empty except for a few cars pulled together, music playing through the open doors. A small group of studs and femmes mingled around the vehicles discussing the argument happening in front of them. It wasn't often such a...
Deborah was like an animal drinking in the sweet taste of Marlene, lapping trying get as much as she could. Drinking that sweet nectar, she could feel it coursing through her veins. Marlene's body trembled as her orgasm started to ebb. Laying on the bed in the low lamplight a shiny sheen coats their bodies. Deborah holds Marlene in her arms for what seemed l...
This story contains graphic sexual descriptions. Copyright 2005 October, All Rights Reserved There are elements of this story that are true. To those whose experience I based it on I thank you. Feedback as always, is really appreciated Petra Rose I really should try and cut down on the coffee. For one thing it makes me extremely irritable and later on I...