Please note, dear reader, that Sophie likes her name to be pronounced with the accent on the second syllable. She prays you to keep this in mind when reading this story. You might even exercise it a couple of times before you start, she suggests :-) Sophie furthermore wishes you a pleasurable and exciting reading and so do I. This is my story on how I first...
I guess it's mostly boys, rather than girls like me, who share stories on sites like this but I feel I've got to share what happened to me. My name's Ruth and I'm 24. It all started when my boyfriend John and I split. Times had got tough, lots of rows and that sort of thing, but deep down I loved him dearly. We didn't have sex for three months before we spl...
Mrs. Mower heard Principal Simmon's baritone voice. "Mrs. Mower," he said demurely, "a message for you." She stopped in the middle of the text with her husband. He set down a chic square envelope on top of her stack of math textbooks. "No pressure. We just wanted to offer a nice evening out." "We?" "Yes, Mrs. Simmon and me." His eye darted away from hers...
Chapter 1: Eric's View Sweat poured down Eric's brow as he put down the heavy, brown, cardboard box in one of the empty rooms. Well, at least they had been empty up until a couple of hours ago. Now the small apartment was rapidly filling up with many similar boxes as they completed the move. Eric swept away the perspiration from his face and began walking...
Rays of golden sunlight poured through the dormitory windows, shining down on Hermione as she walked around trying to rub the sleep out of her eyes. Her whole world had turned upside down in a matter of minutes. Her hair was mussed and was stringy with sweat and traces of Myrtle’s cum. Rubbing hands against the sticky substance Hermione licked her fingers ta...
I spent the better time of my high school years in detention. I just couldn’t seem to keep myself out of trouble. Hell, that was why I graduated a year late, because I never could seem to get to school enough to get the grades I needed to get outa good old St. Francis High. That was until the first day of school in what would be my last year of high school....
Steven rang my doorbell at 4:00 on the nose. I had just walked in from pulling my car into the garage, and hadn't had time to kick my shoes off. He came in with his camera bag, eager to get started. I had agreed to let him shot photos of my garden for his college class. From what he told me he was taking classes at the community college for a year before goi...
The hotel was small, in an older part of town. Dex had it on good authority it was a nice place but he was skeptical as he passed the old used car dealers and pawn shops. Sitting at the light, the restaurant looked nice. He pulled through the drive, parked, and went to check in. The medium brown stucco on the outside was no indication; everything here was me...
This story is a work of fiction, all characters are fictional and obviously the events are fake. Any inaccuracies between stories, accept the changes. You may reprint this as needed, just give credit to the author. Oh, and enjoy! Chapter 2: Discovery Let me recap for all of you. Two nights ago, I was stood up at a bar, and the next morning a box arrived...
At 37 she was an attractive woman, far from beautiful and neither ugly. She was trim, blonde, and well shaped, her breasts could have been a little bit larger, her nose a little smaller but the vigor which she carried herself made up for it. The crimes she'd done were all over the news. The terrible headlines read how she put on a sex show and publicly entic...