Sally's brain activated before her body. A switch came on inside her head, a rusty and disused one, like forcing an old circuit breaker back up. Must open eyes, she thought, but can't, they're too heavy. She felt her face pressed into the surface as if it had been in that one spot for years. She could feel the dents in her skin, the old pool of dribble at th...
It was an evening Will had waited for a long time; his ten year high school reunion. Way back when he didn't have that many friends and kept to himself, making him an easy target for bullies and such. He was picked on, spat on, and even humiliated on the internet. Teachers didn't help out and the principal couldn't care less. Despite the hell he went through...
Introduction, this is a 4 part fictional story, told from a woman's perspective. Its about horny old ladies, going to a fraternity house, to get their rocks off. Think modern day, with 1970s frat house etiquette. Some sexual violence, and racial slurs, along with a pathetic attempt for comedy. Special thanks to Brian Griffin from Rhode Island for editing. Br...
We were almost done with our last shift of the year. I finished up my last phone call and took off my headset. "What are you doing for New Year's?" Melissa asked. "No plans. Probably just watch a movie or something," I said. "You should come over," she said. "I don't know." "Dude, we've shared this stupid cubicle all year and not once have you accepted...
It all started on the beach. During mid summer Shawn worked part time as a lifeguard; he loved the beach and the flocks of attractive women arriving in their bikinis, catching some rays. One young lady did caught his eye only because she needed rescuing. Through his binoculars Shawn spotted that one young lady, with long blonde hair, sporting a red bikini, h...
Was I back at Jasmine's place for dinner on Sunday? You bet I was. Didn't think twice about missing the ball game. The Mets suck this year anyway. It became a regular thing for me to get "Jazzed" on Sunday. At first, it was pretty much the same routine - a plate of her magical mystery hair pie at the dinner table followed by the real thing in the bedroom. I...
LETTER-III After the scene last described I passed a very restless night, in which I studiously avoided any sort of pressure on my unruly organ. The next morning I was in a sad state of burning desire. I sat before the fire, finishing the picture of Tom for Louisa, and then she came, looking more beautiful than ever, with a certain languid air, which made m...
Chapter 4: Willy Explains It Given our ways, our history and culture, it can be difficult for girls to gain experience and skill at making love. For the boys too, but that doesn't matter much given the basics of biology. See the male's dick instinct can take over to make great sex for married people. But the poor girl has to have some technique or a couple'...
{This is my first time participating in Kinktober, and I'm pretty excited! I hope I can keep up! My plan is to make all of the stories around a central character-Quinn-who is a witch. The world is one of fantasy, so magic and the creatures associated with it all exist. The prompts on the list I'm using aren't all very interesting, but I plan to spice them up...
I was sitting on the sofa, next to Jenny, and having a good chat with her. We had been friends since school and were awfully close. Closer than most schoolgirl friendships were. Back in high school, Jenny and I had fucked several times while we experimented with our sexuality. She eventually decided she was straight, while I sat on the fence until I was in...