My full name is Nanette Marten-Story but everybody calls me Nancy. I come from old money and I have the bluest of blue blood running in my veins. My ancestors were Cavalier plantation owners from Virginia, Knickerbocker robber barons from Long Island and Yankee traders from Massachusetts. I think I have inherited my sociopathic tendencies from them. I gradu...
Jess shut the door behind me. There was no way she could miss what I did to her panties. One way or another, sooner or later, that pussycat was coming out of the bag. Then it was me and the mirrors. You really could see everything in this nightgown. I turned around, stood on on my toes - yep, there was a flash of panty. But it didn't affect me like yesterda...
She knew she only had a few minutes before Naomi's alarm clock went off to wake her up, so she had to be quick about it. Tucking her phone into her back pocket, Emma took a running start, and jumped up to the kitchen window, her shoes gripping onto the wall while she tried to push herself through the window. "Damn D cups, move!" her whispered threat to her...
This work contains elements of BDSM. If bondage and whips are not your thing please skip this story, otherwise I hope you read on and enjoy! This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations and incidents are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons alive or dead is completely coincidental. *** The Bypass was worse than usual. Some fo...
All people in this story are fictitious and 18 years old. That night in bed, I reflected upon the day's events. I smiled as I realised that what had gone on today, could now become as regular as awful daytime TV. We would have to avoid each other in school of course. Well, not forever. As far as the rest of the school knew, us two had never spoken. But that...
Jazmine POV There is two hours left before tonight's events and I still haven't spoken to Kymona since this morning. I've been too busy trying to make sure the last minute touches were done for the showroom, my presentation, and get Zhane to tell me why she ran away. Usually I wouldn't have to work so hard at getting her to talk to me because she comes to m...
As a disclaimer - all characters in this story are over 18. Any similarity in names or people is purely coincidence and unintentional. Typically I write stories that involve me. Usually these are fantasies of mine or things I wish I had done. Often portions of them are true. I have always been sexually adventurous and some of things I actually have done mig...
"They might as well call it Phi Sigma Sex! the way they're all supposed to carry on over there," Donna said to me as we walked past the imposing sorority house, its white wooden columns gleaming in the sun. Those words electrified me. If what Donna said was true, this was definitely the sorority for me! Donna lived in the women's freshman dorm down the hal...
Mrs. Taylor laughed to herself as she walked away from the phone booth. The good Mr. Rowland was in deep shit and he was going to find out soon. A good start to her evening she thought as she headed towards the bar to get a cab. There was one waiting and she stepped in, giving the driver the name of her hotel. Once in her room, she got out of her clothes, pa...
"Not again," I groaned. I had just gotten back to my dorm after an evening of studying. It was 10:00pm and the library had just closed. I was exhausted and all I wanted to do was crash into bed. My roommate, however, had other ideas for me judging by the green sock hanging from the doorknob. I thought rooming with my best friend was going to be great. What I...