Dear diary I ended up there again. An hour away by bus from my neighbourhood at the ywca with many women in various states of undress. You probably ask dear diary why I don't just enjoy the company of heather, a fellow senior at my high school who seems very interested in me. Why do I come here under the pretense of swimming, but more honestly to feel some...
Chapter Two The Lady Even though I hadn't known her name until the night before, I'd been watching Greta for a very long time. I suppose it started back when she was pre-adolescent. Along with my duties in hell as head mistress, punishing the souls of the sexually wicked, I was responsible for going to earth at night and finding adulteresses so that I co...
Miranda sat listening to music feeling bored. She dare not invite so-called friends over, after what happened last time, so she had to content herself with playing with her two slaves. Feebie, a school friend from the past had joined her and pet-girl, after the party, so it hadn't been all bad. The added responsibility of caring for her was easy enough, fo...
Author Note: At some point in time I had intended to expand this into something much larger, but I've been focusing on another project at the moment. I do hope you'll enjoy this little oneshot. ***** Even the music was playing quietly tonight, though that wasn't surprising for a Tuesday. Soft rock playing a background to the conversations of people who wou...
Thanks to:Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the story idea suggestion. Thanks to 2: Robert, Sophia, and Wayne for editing. THE TURNING CONTEST is a weeklong competition between five MILF best friends over who can turn more straight teens, college girls and women. The prize: The winner gets a weekend with the other four women's submissive 18-year-old daughters...
I awoke half asleep, Haley’s arms draped over me, her soft warm body pushed up against mine, a warm glory flooding over my entire body. Then I was hit by a sudden panic. ‘Haley, your parents there be back anytime, Haley wake up’. I shouted. ‘There on holiday, for the week, go back to sleep baby’, she murmured back at me. My hart slowed back down its normal...
Erin didn't say anything thankfully, which was good because Mindy needed as few distractions as possible. Between the car that was still bouncing around like an angry bull, the cries and moans of arousal still sounding off mere inches behind her, and the air growing increasingly stickier and mustier, it was already difficult to keep her eyes on the road. But...
It was Girls' Night Out at the local strip club (all the swinging cock you can hope to almost see) and I'd had a few drinks. I needed to use the restroom so I made my way through the crowd, back to the door that proudly read "LADIES." Like a moth drawn to the flame, I was immediately attracted to the stall with the most room and the most light. I pushed the...
It was summer in Bavaria. The jagged snow-capped peaks of the Alps extended above the lush evergreens. Margaret of Ravendorf stood on the small balcony outside her bedroom, gazing to the Zugpitz and the Austrian border. She could see the glistening of Ravendorf Lake a quarter of a mile away from her father’s castle. The water was like crystal. Even from this...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story has been submitted as part of the RAINY DAY STORY CHALLENGE set on the Author Hangout Discussion Forum. All criteria and build up can be viewed through this link: RAINY DAY STORY CHALLENGE THREAD * * * * * Heather walked slowly but determinedly towards the entrance to the site. Heart thumping, stomach churning, she had no idea w...